The Primarch's teachings reached their ears, and all the Children of the Fire Dragon dropped to one knee and lowered their heads.
Vulkan felt that his words had been somewhat too harsh. Judging by the assessment of the Lord of Tyran, who had brought him back, his sons had always upheld his moral principles and possessed a sense of responsibility.
Even the Third Company, though somewhat colder, would not turn their Promethium flamethrowers upon mortals driven forward by the enemy and burn both mortals and enemies alike.
"I was not blaming you, nor was I dissatisfied. On the contrary, I was moved by your deeds. My very body trembled because of the mercy you have shown and the warm flames you have kindled by burning yourselves to bring warmth to mortals."
"I bathed with you in the glory of mortals' gratitude."
Vulkan sat down on the ground.
The Children of the Fire Dragon no longer remained on one knee and sat down as well, even the Dreadnoughts.
"There is an ancient prophecy passed down within the Chapter," Tu'Shan said. "It says that once we gather all of your creations, that will be the day of your return. But even now, there are still one or two things we have yet to find..."
Vulkan answered Tu'Shan with upturned laughter.
The Lord of the Fire Dragon laughed heartily for a while, then slowly shook his head. "I did not dismantle a teleportation device and fuse it into every one of my creations. Even if you gathered all my possessions, how could you possibly discover my return the instant you completed the collection?"
"It was merely an ancient legend."
"If I were not unable to get away, or already dead, I would have returned to your side the moment you began collecting my