Tizca Old District, Sons of Horus Containment Zone B-25.
Hathor Maat strode in openly, yet no one saw his crimson armour.
Hathor passed between two rows of refugees and approached two Sons of Horus.
He saw that they held bronze, watch-like instruments in their hands. As runes flashed, the devices emitted crimson light that enveloped each refugee who stepped before them.
The refugees trembled, clutching their shoulders beneath the gun barrels of the Sons of Horus beside them.
As the light receded, the Sons of Horus on either side announced, respectively, "Zone D" and "Zone F."
Hathor silently observed their movements and manner of speech. Combined with his observations of Tizca's people, he could more or less determine that the Sons of Horus were sorting them according to their psionic levels.
Seeing a transport hold nearly filled with cowering refugees, lightning began to dance in his palm.
Only then did the Sons of Horus notice Hathor, concealed by Psychological Invisibility, standing right before them.
Dazzling arcs of electricity shot from his palm. More than a dozen Sons of Horus were struck down, their bodies torn apart by roaring, exploding arcs.
The Sons of Horus around the camp raised their guns at the suddenly revealed Thousand Son and fired their bolters with a thunderous roar.
Several Adamantine Warheads struck civilians, blasting their chests into bloody pulp.
The Temple Master of the Pavoni Cult raised his hand again, and ruptured guts rapidly regrew as flesh regenerated.
"Wizard!" The Sons of Horus roared and fired a second volley of bolter rounds.
Blazing white flames surged forth, engulfing the dense barrage and the Sons of Horus.
Sulekh Kontep strode forward with his staff raised. Though he belonged to the Fifth Fellowship, he was not from the Pavoni Cult led by Captain Uthizzar, but a