"Send a communications request to the Kraken. I want to speak with Alkahas." Horus Lupercal's eyes gleamed.
He turned his head and looked at Maloghurst, the Primarch's Attendant.
"It's been far too long since he and I last met."
"Holo-projection."
Before Corvas Corax returned, he had commanded the XIX Legion for more than a century.
Corax had exiled his sons. The Space Sharks ought to hate the Imperium and their primarch, which made them a force that could be won over.
Maloghurst, the Primarch's Attendant, replied, "The link has been established."
"There is energy interference. The signal is weak, mostly audio."
Horus nodded and walked toward the holo-platform.
Maloghurst and Horus Aximand followed at either side of him.
Light bloomed. A figure in gray armor flickered in and out, barely more than a focused, wavering phantom.
Horus could just make out the Pale Nomad's outline, but he could not distinguish the colors on his armor.
The others were dim silhouettes, impossible to identify.
Only Alkahas Phall was clearly visible, his eyes deep-set, his skin pale.
"Lord Horus." Alkahas's gaze shifted as he greeted him.
"I have heard that you have been elevated to Warmaster."
Horus smiled and nodded. "The Great Obliterator wanders beyond the realm, yet still knows of the Imperium's affairs. Then perhaps you also know of the changes within the Imperium."
"The Emperor has withdrawn to Terra and schemes to become a god. To stop him, I was forced to raise the banner of rebellion."
His gaze focused, carrying his sincerity across.
"Corax exiled you. I never agreed with what he did."
"Now, I need your help to set things right."
Alkahas was silent for several seconds, long enough that Horus nearly gave up on the sudden plan that had taken shape in his mind.
"I am willing