Leman Russ's dog eyes were glazed over. Tears soaked his muzzle, then gathered into a drop on his nose before being sucked back up into his nostrils.
"Achoo! Awooo! Why am I a dog?"
Even after accepting reality, Leman Russ still couldn't come to terms with the fact that he was a dog. He squatted on the table, barking wildly and leaving all the Primarchs baffled.
"Damn it, Leman Russ, what are you barking about? Quit speaking dog! Speak High Gothic, you bastard!"
The Primarchs, unable to understand him, could only watch Leman Russ bark like a madman. But soon, they didn't have to stay confused—Hogg provided a translation service, fitting him with a translator collar meant for Blackwatch's ant-cow livestock.
"Pspsps! Russ, be quiet! Russ, be quiet! I'm the Emperor. Make another sound, and I'll turn you into dog-meat hotpot."
Hearing someone call his name, Leman Russ finally came to his senses. He kicked off with both legs and leaped straight into Hogg's arms.
"Father—no, Mother, I was wrong! I shouldn't have made that psychic call back then, but I never turned traitor. At the last moment, I chose to self-destruct and badly wounded that Chaos God who'd deceived me for so long. Hm? Mom, you smell so nice."
By merging with the Emperor, Hogg had learned roughly what had happened to that foolish dog, Leman Russ. He'd basically been following the same script as the one-eyed Ogryn who got sunburned, except that unlike Magnus, the dog hadn't gone all the way down the wrong path. Once he learned he'd been deceived, he'd blown up Tzeentch.
Thanks to Fenris's uniquely benevolent world spirit, when the corruption was halfway complete, Leman Russ had sacrificed his own soul to detonate Fenris's entire world spirit, badly wounding the old schemer Tzeentch.
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