The choice now fell into the hands of Chapter Master Kalga.
Faced with the decision before him, Kalga appeared somewhat anxious. Admittedly, he felt less resistant to allowing an Inquisitor to participate in this matter than he would have to a Xenomorph, but what they were doing still made him hesitate to a certain extent—however, he soon had no time left to think.
As the dome came crashing down, dozens of Deathclaws descended from the sky. The Chaos army had breached Macragge's air-defense system and, heedless of death, charged into the Sanctuary where the Primarch Father slept.
The Chapter Master would of course never allow these filthy traitors to commit any blasphemy against Guilliman. He soon roared and led his soldiers into battle against the enemies before them. At the same time, Duanmu Huai and Cawl exchanged a glance and quickly confirmed their next move.
But Yvraine acted even faster than they did.
The God Envoy of the Death Army suddenly accelerated the instant the Ultramarines watching her shifted their attention toward their fallen brethren, charging toward Guilliman's throne. She swung the Death God's Blade in her hand at Guilliman's Stasis Field—only to be knocked back by a golden barrier that abruptly appeared.
"Go to hell, you damn Xenomorph bastard!"
At that moment, Duanmu Huai's roar came from behind Yvraine. In fact, wary of these utterly untrustworthy Xenomorph scum, Duanmu Huai had never once taken his attention off them. Thus, the moment he noticed Yvraine's movement, he immediately understood what she intended to do—these lowly, filthy, despicable creatures were trying to create a fait accompli and follow their prophecy, forcing them to act according to the Eldar's prophecy.
These scum only know how to pull this kind of despicable stunt!
Duanmu Huai shot into the air like a roaring beast