A moment later.
Little Perturabo stood before the dimensional exit, in the snow atop the Himalayas.
His face was stiff, his expression indignant.
His dress fluttered in the cold wind, while the two little red flowers in his hair were dusted with snowflakes and glittered beneath the night light.
"Snow!"
"Come build a snowman, Robo!"
"..."
The little Primarchs played joyfully in the snow.
Lady Ayesha stood nearby, watching them with a smile.
Other than Magnus, who was pondering why there was still snow on the Himalayas of present-day Terra, and Perturabo, who stood in the snow looking indignant, everyone else was having fun.
Guilliman was building a snowman when Koz smashed it with a snowball. Turning around, he saw Horus's smiling face.
A snowball fight immediately broke out.
Horus led one team, Lion led another, and the two Alpharius Omegon brothers formed their own team. The three sides fought a merry snowball battle in the snow.
Other than Magnus, who was pondering why it was still snowing in the Himalayas, and Perturabo, who looked indignant, all the other little Primarchs were having fun.
Qin Mo stood nearby.
He knew that The Illuminati would not be the only ones watching the Primarchs, so whenever these Primarchs came out for some fresh air, he supervised them from the side.
The Adeptus Custodes did the same.
Twelve Adeptus Custodes provided security for the participants in the snowball fight. They were scattered around the mountaintop, watching everything nearby.
"Uncle." Magnus approached Qin Mo with a book on natural environments in his arms. "Why are there still places on Terra where it snows?"
At that moment, Sanguinius threw a snowball at Horus.
Horus nimbly dodged it and turned back with a laugh, only to freeze.
Just as Qin Mo was about to answer Magnus's