Seeing that the Wolf cub and Lion El'Jonson did not seem to get along.
Rorschach took the initiative to step forward and ease the conflict between them, which seemed ready to erupt at any moment.
In fact, in Rorschach's view.
A siege battle from the age of gunpowder weapons was simply beneath notice for him and the Wolf cub.
If the timing had been right, he alone could have slaughtered everyone in Fortress of Sangre and ensured that no survivors remained.
After the furious Wolf cub had been dragged out of Lion El'Jonson's enormous tent by Rorschach.
The other man took a deep breath, then suddenly turned to the calm-faced Rorschach and said:
"I thought the ancient records of the Space Wolves had exaggerated their harsh descriptions of Lion El'Jonson. Now it seems he really is an arrogant, cold-blooded tyrant!"
"Be patient. Safer's whereabouts are unknown, and we need his help."
"But honestly, aside from those truly irredeemable traitors, this is the first time I have encountered a Primarch who treated a Primarch Brother like me this way."
"Perhaps some of the First Legion's deeply rooted habits really were nurtured by Lion El'Jonson himself. No wonder the Inner Circle would become such a special case in the future."
Rorschach narrowed his eyes unconsciously and gave his head a slight shake. He said calmly.
The Wolf cub, gazing up at the dim sky, fell silent.
Rorschach, whose gaze swept back and forth across the camp, said nothing more either.
Not long afterward, a knight squad acting under Lion El'Jonson's orders came to lead Rorschach and the Wolf cub deeper into the sprawling encampment.
Throughout the entire night.
Rorschach and the Wolf cub met several times with large numbers of Battle Knights preparing to join the siege, familiarizing themselves with one another.