"I must remind you, this war is not being fought in only one dimension."
Master Wong snapped irritably at Hammurabi, whose expression remained calm.
"Perhaps you think the Sacred Guard can solve this with bombs and blades, but that is simply impossible. We do not know what ritual these Mutants intend to perform, nor do we know what those rituals are for. It is alien sorcery about which Kamar-Taj knows very little. We cannot even dredge up any useful information from the Sea of Aether. It is as though someone is speaking while we are on the other side of the planet, and that person might happen to be reciting nuclear launch codes. Things that do not belong in this war have become involved. The moment they heard those launch codes, they chose to fire. Do you understand what I am saying, gold-head?"
"I understand. Your voice carries more than one meter, and my ears and audio receptors are highly sensitive." Hammurabi lowered his head. Other than the Praetorian Guard and the Emperor, Hammurabi always had to lower his head when speaking to others. "Do you think He would not know? He is deciphering the alien sorcery. As you said, it is something Kamar-Taj has never encountered."
"Do us all a favor and throw this alien Star Fortress into the sun. That would solve every problem. He can do it, I assure you. It has never been a problem for Him." Master Wong was still sulking. "Against the Dark Order fleet, this Star Fortress, which definitely needs a full overhaul, will not play a decisive role. Do not look at me like that, Hammurabi. You look as though it is strange that I know Attilan Base's future arrangements. He trusts me just as He trusts you. If you were willing