Ascension

The battle in the void was drawing to a close.

On the ground, Varius led the White Knights in a grand ritual, assisted by the contract daemons and Watcher Kang, preparing to banish Nurgle's Daemon Army back into the Immaterium.

Gusa was underground on the planet, keeping watch over Horus.

By now, Horus's condition had changed drastically. The primarch merely felt exhausted, but he had regained his normal capacity for thought and could still fight.

Before Qin Xa arrived, Nurgle's Daemon Army had breached the fortress several times. Each time, Horus and Gusa had fought side by side to drive the daemons back.

"The primarch's recovery ability exceeds my expectations." Sissy P removed the contacts of one monitoring device after another from Horus's chest.

At that moment, heavy snow began to fall, and Qin Xa emerged through it.

Horus raised his head.

Qin Xa quickly walked over to Horus, used psychic power to assess his physical condition, and sighed in relief once he confirmed there was nothing seriously wrong.

"Thank you." Horus's gaze was slightly unfocused, and he looked utterly exhausted. "Saving me wasn't easy, was it?"

"Indeed." Qin Xa nodded. It had indeed not been easy.

Qin Xa needed no elaborate explanation. Horus already knew what had happened before.

While he had been tortured in Tzeentch's Domain, Horus had vaguely sensed Qin Xa's presence.

Then, over the past few days, he had heard Gusa recount certain events from the sidelines.

And he had witnessed this war.

So he had managed to piece together a fairly complete picture.

The fact that Horus could piece together that information proved he was all right. Tzeentch's torment had certainly been terrifying, but Tzeentch himself had never intended to tempt Horus into falling, and the primarch's mental will was extraordinary.

As far as Horus