Mortal soldiers in Power Armor guarded the main peak, while the Adeptus Custodes placed vital facilities under martial lockdown. Numerous fortresses and defensive lines surrounded the entire Himalayas, ensuring that no unauthorized person could enter any of the mountain ranges.
The Lord of Flame and the Lord of Thunder needed no guards.
The only ones who could disturb the two as they spoke beside the cliff were Adeptus Custodes, Thunder Warriors, or mortal soldiers.
One soldier moved through the snow and ice, slowly approaching the cliff.
He carried no weapon. Other than his Power Armor, he had only a cross pendant hanging from the gorget around its neck, swaying with every step he took through the snow and tapping against his breastplate with a crisp sound.
The soldier passed an Adeptus Custodes.
The Adeptus Custodes stood amid the snow before a laboratory entrance, his armor covered in frost. He watched ahead, his head turning like a searchlight to ensure that every corner of his assigned watch zone remained within his sight.
The soldier climbing the mountain entered the Adeptus Custodes' field of vision, trudged slowly behind him, then continued toward the cliff beyond the laboratory entrance.
The Adeptus Custodes' head continued to turn, his gaze beneath the helmet sharp and bright, like a warship's lance battery.
After openly leaving the Adeptus Custodes' sight, the soldier found the person he had come looking for.
"This is what bonds and human connections are." The Emperor was still recounting old events.
Qin Mo listened without offering any further opinions.
"Hey!"
"Es Haur!"
A voice suddenly came from behind them. Qin Mo and the Emperor turned at the same time and saw a soldier of the Imperial Army who had trudged up behind them.
Qin Mo was momentarily stunned. He was surprised that neither