Mortarion stood outside the tomb, visibly anxious as he paced back and forth. Several times, he had wanted to enter through the half-open doors, but the moment he stepped across the threshold, he remembered his father's order: no one was allowed inside.
In fact, Leman Russ had tried to force his way in several times, only to be driven back by Mortarion each time.
Solam had been inside the tomb for three days, and not a single word had come out during that time. Everyone waiting outside sensed that something was wrong. The pirates in particular, having finished looting all of Yeenoghu City, kept demanding to withdraw.
That was the pirates' usual style—grab the loot and run. Besides, Yeenoghu might very well come back to kill them. They did not dare take such a risk.
But what they thought could not affect the demons under Solam's command. Half of them did not care, while the other half were unwilling to abandon a master like Solam. Demons still had some sense of loyalty toward a master who could lead them in slaughter and victory. Besides, three of Solam's sons were standing firm among them, so no one dared speak recklessly.
Without the demons' approval, the pirates could not leave. After all, they still needed the pirates for the evacuation! Even the stupidest demons understood that they could not let the pirates slip away, so the pirates were watched closely.
But this stalemate could not continue forever. Reports had already come in that the gnolls were stirring again. Especially around the Screaming Peaks, the number of ghouls had grown abnormally large. It seemed the Ghoul King Doresain had begun to make his move as well.
No one knew whether they were fighting for control of Yeenoghu's Realm or helping Yeenoghu stabilize his