Shadow, you should not have come to my world.
The bridge of the 7th Legion's flagship, the Relic-class warship Void Hunter.
Chapter Master Sanchez, wearing Russ's Wolf Helm and carrying the Kraken Sword at his waist, stared at the target on the system-wide star chart—Indra-Sur.
He was no stranger to this world. "During the Second Rangdan War," he had engaged in a contest of hunting and conspiracy with Amrodi Skarsen Skarsenson, Wolf Lord of the Space Wolves' 5th Great Company.
At the time, he had just become the "Conspirator."
In the contest to purge the Rangdan Xenos and the Slaugth, he had won the duel and obtained the cloak he now wore, woven from the Great Wolf of Death that Russ had personally hunted down.
Indra-Sur had been a key node in that contest.
In the end, the "Conspirator" had also thwarted the conspiracy that sly old wolf Othere Wodmek had aimed at the Legion.
Though he was now the true "Conspirator," his target this time was far more terrifying, far stronger than he was.
An ordinary Lady Hera possessed combat strength comparable to the Adeptus Custodes; he still had confidence he could defeat one.
But the Hraf Originators had only ever been defeated by the two most powerful fighters among the primarchs—Lord Sanguinius and Lord Angron.
The Black Emperor's divine command was to weave a conspiracy, to capture and even mock such a powerful existence.
Sanchez the "Conspirator" felt a crushing pressure. He could not disappoint the Black Emperor.
He lightly stroked his waist, finding confidence in the Black Blade bestowed by the Black Emperor, in this weapon that filled him with fear.
Sanchez looked toward the Librarian Okafor. More than a century ago, they had worked together to thwart Wodmek's conspiracy.
"Okafor, please patrol this ship."
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