"This drink is for you, Lord Axis. Welcome back to the pack." A Space Wolves warrior who had once come from Fenris stood and raised his cup to Axis.
"Ha ha ha! I remember you. You prepared the food for Leman Russ and me when we held that eating contest!" Axis raised the drink in his hand and replied.
When Russ and he had competed to see who could eat more, many Fenrisian tribal warriors had cheered them on from the sidelines.
"That's right, Lord Axis. Hauling all that food back then nearly wore us out," said a Space Wolves warrior who was already drunk.
"Do you remember me, Lord Axis?"
"Of course! I remember all of you, and our lives on Fenris.
I remember every hunt, every contest, and every time I disciplined you." Axis greeted the Space Wolves warriors warmly, each one a company commander—or rather, a Wolf Lord.
Most of them greeted Axis with great enthusiasm, but some merely nodded to him. Those warriors hadn't come from the Space Wolves of Fenris.
They were members of the 6th Legion, formed by the Emperor back in the days on Holy Terra. They didn't much care for Fenris's savage culture.
"Lord Axis was the greatest eater on all of Fenris. He was also the best fighter after the Wolf Father," said a Space Wolves warrior, raising his cup. He sounded a little drunk.
"That's right! Lord Axis was already stronger than every tribal warrior when he was very young," another Space Wolves warrior chimed in.
Leman Russ sat at the head of the table, smiling. The strongest warrior among the Space Wolves wasn't him anymore—it was Axis. Even if Russ used his hidden Psykic Power,
he still couldn't beat Axis. That energy was far too destructive, and Axis hadn't