Only after the Tyran Navy fleet had completed all inspections and maintenance, and Guilliman's and Lion's fleets had entered the starport to dock, did Chagatai see his brothers at the starport landing site.
Guilliman was surrounded by an honor guard composed of Ultramar Champions.
Lion was surrounded by the Lion Guard, composed of Primaris Dark Angels.
The two had arrived together, yet did not appear to have arrived together.
Whether the Ultramar Champions, the Dark Angels, or the two Primarchs themselves, all kept a certain distance from one another.
The moment Guilliman saw Chagatai stepping down from the transport, his face broke into a smile.
Lion, on the other hand, wore a grim expression.
The instant Chagatai saw them, he realized Lion's dark expression was not directed at him. He had clearly just had an argument with Guilliman.
As for the reason for the argument... it was obviously because their fleets had just been forcibly driven away from the vicinity of the starport by the C'tan.
"You came in person, and led your fleets here in person, just to welcome me?" Chagatai spread his arms and walked toward his two brothers.
"Yes... yes." Guilliman nodded.
But his reaction immediately made Chagatai realize that the Regent and the Warmaster had clearly not come specifically to welcome him.
Still, that did not matter.
"Lion."
"Chagatai."
The Lion King and the Eagle of Chogoris embraced.
Meeting a brother he got along well with, Lion no longer wore that grim expression.
After the embrace, Chagatai held Lion by the shoulders and examined him carefully, then cried out, "How did you get old?"
The Lion before him was completely different from the handsome blond man of old. Fine wrinkles had appeared at the corners of his eyes, and he had grown a white beard. He