"The Achamanid Empire has suffered a sudden invasion by the Pan-Pacific Empire."
"In the second year after its victory in the war against the Caucasus warlords, the Pan-Pacific Empire's Mad King claimed an indisputable right of inheritance over the Caucasus region. He declared that he would reclaim the Caucasus region, which rightfully belonged to him."
"The Achamanid Empire had aided us many times before. Using that as justification, the Mad King listed the Achamanid Empire as one of his targets for war. While our war with the Mad King continued, the Achamanid Empire was invaded as well."
"..."
The capital of the Achamanid Empire.
Allied command headquarters.
A radio broadcast, which had not been updated with the latest developments in real time, echoed through the room.
The Achamanid military commanders sat around the conference table with furrowed brows. Across from these mortal commanders sat the Primarchs.
Having grown rapidly to this point, the Primarchs now possessed the ability to lead legions into battle. Thus, two years after the Caucasus campaign, these superhumans had been ordered to lead their own legions to the Achamanid Empire and help the Achamanids resist the Pan-Pacific Empire's offensive on its second front.
Horus rested a hand on the radio, deliberately putting pressure on the Achamanid commanders.
The other Primarchs sat solemnly in their seats around the conference table.
They were not yet ten years old, but their bodies had already reached full maturity.
Among these Primarchs, Guilliman silently stared at the badges hanging from the Achamanid commanders' waists.
He paid particular attention to those badges.
Each badge bore the emblem of a king.
It was the emblem of the Achamanid Empire's emperor—Dull Carnain.
After studying the badge for a while, Guilliman suddenly asked something entirely unrelated to the urgent matter at hand. "You all wear