I Am His Champion, I Am the Champion of the Emperor

"My words have no logic? My words have always been very logical. It's just that sometimes they're less logical, but even when I'm illogical, I'm still very logical. It's only that the logic isn't clear, making it seem illogical."

"Fabius, this medicine of yours is kind of good, but also kind of not good. If it were a little better, it would be kind of good. Unfortunately, it isn't good enough, though I still think it's very good."

"Really, I think I'm in fantastic condition. When I'm not in pain, I'm not in pain at all, but when I am in pain, then I'm not in pain either, you know?"

Abaddon's incoherent rambling boomed from the Hell Beast's massive loudspeaker. The loudspeaker, along with the six drug pumps on Abaddon's back, each as large as a gasoline tank, were new modifications made by Fabius.

Eidolon's pale flesh trembled slightly beneath the gusts blasting from Abaddon's loudspeaker. At first, he had tried to understand the meaning behind Abaddon's words. He had even initially assumed that the drugs had heightened Abaddon's senses, and that he was making some kind of prophecy through his connection to the Warp.

But Eidolon quickly realized that Abaddon was simply talking nonsense, as though the drugs had fried his brain.

"The dosage is too high!" Eidolon looked at the six drug tanks behind Abaddon and declared with certainty to Fabius Bile.

Fabius shot Eidolon a disdainful glance. "He is a Hell Beast. His flesh and shell have fused together, so naturally he needs a larger dosage."

"Then there's something wrong with the medicine!" Eidolon's tone remained just as certain and confident.

"Are you questioning the results of my research?" Fabius Bile snorted. "This medicine was extracted and refined from an exceptionally precious genetic sequence. That sequence is