After the Primarchs had taken their seats again, the atmosphere in the conference room felt somewhat different. On the surface alone, everything seemed calm. But that was precisely the problem.
Too calm.
They should not have been this calm.
The Emperor sat in the main seat, leafing through the heavy tome Roboute Guilliman had manifested once more. The Primarchs were puzzled by his actions, but The Emperor merely said that he was likewise curious about the Mage's magic.
It was worth mentioning that the knowledge did not refuse to be read by him, which left Magnus deeply puzzled.
"I am glad to see that all of you returned on time, because I must resolve this matter before eleven twenty-one and thirty-three seconds tonight. I need this portion of energy to maintain the projection."
Central Hub said this, delivering a complaint in a standard mechanical voice. Corax frowned, instinctively wanting to ask what it needed that energy for, but someone beat him to it.
"You need energy?" Leman Russ asked.
"I need this portion of energy."
Central Hub answered at tremendous speed. "Do not misunderstand. My energy-conversion channels are operating at full power, so even if we receive no replenishment whatsoever for the next five hundred years, I can still guarantee the normal operation of the Vengeance through means I am completely unable to explain clearly to you."
Sanguinius decided to move on to another matter. "So, who's next? No, wait. Is Rogal's chapter over? What comes after?"
"That depends on Rogal Dorn's own wishes," Central Hub said calmly.
"I would prefer to enjoy what comes next alone. Please send it to my Personal Terminal. I will finish reading everything tonight," Dorn replied expressionlessly.
He did not seem to want his brothers to know what came afterward. That resistance was obvious