Wraithknight

Where a wraithlord towers over its kindred, the wraithknight towers over the wraithlord, a colossus of wraithbone many times the height of the warriors it defends. For all its scale it is no lumbering engine; it can run through the ruins of a fallen city and vault from broken spire to shattered span, dexterous and swift where lesser constructs are ponderous and slow. This unnatural agility sets it apart from every other ghost warrior of the Aeldari.

The secret of that grace lies in how it is animated. A wraithknight is not merely inhabited by a dead soul but guided by a living pilot, an Aeldari bonded so deeply to the construct and to the spirit stone of a lost kindred that the two move as one. The bond is perilous, for the pilot risks being lost entirely within the wraithbone, their own soul subsumed by the shell they command, and only the strongest of wills can endure the union and remain themselves.

In war the wraithknight is an instrument of annihilation. It may bear a pair of great wraithcannons that hurl their targets bodily into the warp, a suncannon that immolates whole formations in fusion-born plasma, or a towering ghostglaive and scattershield with which it can duel the daemon-lords of Chaos as an equal. Committed only in a craftworld's direst hour, the wraithknight is a measure of how much the Aeldari are willing to spend, in the dead and the living alike, simply to survive.