The passages beneath Tizca's Square of the Hidden Eye were exceedingly strange, with countless tunnels and stone chambers filling the pockmarked rock strata.
Some passages sloped gently, while others plunged sharply downward like cliffs.
Menes Kalliston, captain of the Thousand Sons' Fourth Fellowship, was wrapped in a robe found within the Pyramid, its chest embroidered with a Black Raven Head.
He used the Raptora Cult's art to survey the surroundings, but the scorching tunnels were distorted by the remnants of radiation, and he could only perceive a range of fifty meters around himself.
"We'll split up and search for the Reflective Cavern," Hasik said, his voice echoing through the utterly silent passage.
"Togon, you go with Kalliston."
"Alright."
Menes caught a trace of concealed anticipation in the brief reply coming through Togon's Comms Grille.
Before he could think further, Togon had already walked ahead, leaving him no choice but to follow.
The two walked one behind the other for over a hundred meters before the space ahead suddenly widened.
The surfaces of enormous stalactites were coated in violent matter deposited by pooled water, while the rock walls stood bare and barren.
"Before Tizca was destroyed, the Chief Librarian sent all the Psyker Crystals here aboard the warships," Menes said, suppressing the sorrow surging within him.
"He was more of a Black Raven than Ahriman."
Togon said nothing. The Conspirator looked ahead, following his spiritual intuition.
The shattered remains of a Brass Lens six meters in diameter lay scattered across the ground.
Corpses buried beneath ash and metal lay naked, their bodies reduced to withered flesh and stark white bones.
Among the hundreds and thousands of remains, one single eye revealed a deep, weary gray.
Whoosh!
Togon stared at the enormous figure that suddenly rose before him. It stood taller than