"Medivh, what is it you need to discuss with me?"
Slaanesh's Blackhand was still reaching outward, using Medivh's name to lure people into a trap.
That afternoon, Moana, the Goddess of the Lighthouse, came from the Iron Arm Sanctum world and sat down across from Medivh.
When Medivh had business to discuss with her, he usually visited her in person or invited her to Storm City on the Holy Remains Plane. Meeting at the Grand Cathedral of Light in Steel Arm City seemed rather strange.
But given Medivh's character, and the fact that he'd recently been living in the High Tower at the center of Steel Arm City, Moana didn't grow suspicious.
"Evil Spirits, you won't control me!"
As Moana, the Goddess of the Lighthouse, listened closely to Medivh explain his new administrative measures, her expression suddenly changed. Holy Light burst forth as she resisted Slaanesh's design.
This seat was no easy place to sit. Medivh, Kayle, and a host of other God Rank powerhouses had been ensnared by the Web of Slaanesh while sitting there.
"How interesting. She can actually resist my corruption!"
Watching Moana struggle within the Web of Slaanesh, Slaanesh was a little surprised.
The Source of Profanity had grown stronger and stronger, and Slaanesh's power was far greater than it had been at the beginning.
Now, Fourteenth Rank ten-winged angels and Mid Gods could hardly resist her methods. They would soon sink into the Abyss of Slaanesh and become part of her power.
Yet Moana could remain lucid for a long time and even resist the erosion of her soul by Slaanesh.
This newly ascended Mid God had surprised Slaanesh.
The harder the little insects struggled, the more Slaanesh enjoyed their eventual fall into her abyss.
Slaanesh was patient and didn't use crude methods against Moana,