"Who are you?"
As soon as Medivh sat down, he realized something was wrong. By the time he tried to stand, it was already too late.
A powerful mental force surged toward him, trying to stir the desires in his heart and devour his soul.
Medivh had spent plenty of time among women and knew how to keep himself in check. His self-control was formidable. How could he be fooled by Allure's visions? He shouted in anger and fought back against Slaanesh's mental assault.
"Interesting. You actually managed to break free of my control. But you won't escape!"
Slaanesh had thought that someone like Medivh would be easy to control.
If she could control Medivh, the Bone Spirit Race would become her private army.
Medivh was close to Luna, Goddess of Spores. Through him, she could gain further control over Luna.
The Bone Spirit Race and the Myconid Race were the two brightest peoples of the new era, rising stars of the Light Alliance.
Bringing both peoples under her control would greatly weaken the Light Alliance.
But Slaanesh had underestimated Medivh. Her banquet had failed to control him at a stroke.
As the ruler of the Bone Spirit Race, Medivh had an exceptionally powerful soul defense.
He was an old hand at matters of that sort. He'd seen every kind of situation—how could Allure's visions beguile him?
Medivh struggled with all his might, trying to escape Slaanesh's trap in the Grand Cathedral of Light in Steel Arm City.
On the mental plane, Slaanesh laughed seductively, certain of her victory.
Goddess of Blood Moon Sunada had brought this upon herself. She had used Medivh as her Source of Profanity to strengthen her resistance to soul attacks, making it impossible for Slaanesh to control her soul.
The very thing that had helped