The agent was bound by a force field projected by sentry drones, kneeling atop the Himalayas.
Having heard that an agent had infiltrated the area, Malcador had specifically interrupted his work to oversee the counterintelligence operation. He stood two meters in front of the agent.
Malcador fell into thought as he looked at the agent.
Flame and Thunder arrived shortly afterward.
Qin Mo and the Emperor were both clad in armor and armed.
Amid the silence, the Emperor walked up to the agent and placed his hand atop the agent's head.
Whispers from the Warp instantly filled the agent's hearing and senses. His body began to burn, and his eyes shone with scorching golden light.
He saw the projection of his own soul, and he saw a golden sphere radiating terrifying Psychic Power near it.
Instinctive fear arose, and fear was the only thing the agent could feel.
Faced with the Emperor's examination of his very soul, the agent did not know how to resist.
Only after his body and soul had been burned dry did the other Psykers shielding his soul get dragged along the Psychic Power traces by the golden sphere in the Warp. Those soul projections urgently self-destructed, attempting to evade the Emperor's trail-following through this method, but they ultimately failed. The Emperor still found their location.
The agent turned to ashes.
The Emperor withdrew his hand, turned to Qin Mo, and nodded.
Qin Mo nodded as well.
Then the Emperor gently closed his eyes.
Astronomical distances across the galaxy were meaningless from the Warp's perspective, let alone an obstacle.
Usulan had previously said: north of Earth.
Earth was a name older and more sacred than Terra. Now, aside from the Eldar and a handful of human Perpetuals, no one still knew that name.
In the past,