As for stubbornness? Even now, the descendants of the Sisters of Silence still clung to the "Silent Oath" they had sworn back then, communicating with sign language.
Sandman truly had no way of understanding how their minds worked.
The Emperor and Korax spoke for far longer than anyone had expected. A full day and night passed before Korax emerged from that sealed meeting room.
"Boss, my father asked you to go in and have a talk with him." Korax walked out of the room carrying a gift box, speaking to the busy Sandman.
"Whoa, damn. What did your old man give you?" Sandman looked at the gift box in Korax's hands without immediately entering the room.
"You could've told me earlier that you could see the future..." Korax gave Sandman a resentful look when the matter came up. He had chalked up everything Sandman had told him before to Sandman knowing prophecy.
Now, he finally understood why Sandman had not chosen a whip when he first brought him into the armory to pick a weapon. According to his father, the Master-crafted Power Whip in his hand had been personally forged by an Archmagos of the Adeptus Mechanicus and personally blessed by the Emperor. It was a priceless collector's item that could not be bought for any amount of money outside—but Korax still felt that something was missing.
Thinking of all the grand promises the Emperor had made him, his legion was already on its way, and this star system would become his fief.
All right, Korax really wanted to say that weren't these basic rights everyone had?
"All right, don't be discouraged. Don't let external things cloud your heart. Our goal is the stars and the sea. You'll be the one conquering the galaxy from now on, while I enjoy