"Then let us push the Imperium's actual controlled territory forward by another two light-years." Lion set the final tone.
"Great. I was bored stiff." Russ was the first to cut off his transmission.
As the Space Wolves were the first to leave the communication channel, the remaining Legions and various forces quickly departed the meeting as well.
Soon after, the Imperium's vast military began another round of adjustments.
"Even after ten thousand years, Russ's nature hasn't changed one bit. Deep down, he's still that warlike Fenris savage." Sandman thought rather highly of Russ, mainly because Russ was a straightforward man.
"If he could choose, I think Russ would rather be an idle prince than manage such an enormous Legion." The Emperor was quite satisfied with his foolish son as well.
In the original history, Russ had served in a role much like a military police force. Not just anyone could be placed in that position, but as for Russ's actual performance in it—
Well, it had been painfully awful.
He dealt killing blows to those who should not have been killed, yet showed mercy to those who should have been slain.
It was precisely because of this that he ultimately doomed most of the Space Wolves' forces. If Russ had not hesitated at that time, Horus would have died by Russ's hand, and there would have been none of the mess that followed.
The problem was that, at the critical moment, Russ had gone softhearted...
The price was that the Space Wolves' main forces suffered grievous losses. During the final Siege of Terra, the Space Wolves had been unable to play much of a role.
"The Imperium's forces have begun moving, but the Tyranids arriving afterward seem to have undergone some new changes. It appears their Hive Mind has retained