"Is this your complaint?"
"I have done many wrong things. It was my mistakes that led to your current plight!"
"I am willing to lead you back."
"Even if he will not forgive me, and neither will you."
"But I will still stand up and take responsibility for all of this."
Abaddon's outstretched Power Claw slashed at Horus.
He did not want to hear whatever excuses Horus had to offer.
What had already been done could not be redeemed by any explanation.
As long as Horus was killed, they could continue their war against the Imperium in Horus's name.
At this point, there was no longer any right or wrong.
All they had was a reason to keep going.
"We have no way back, Horus!"
"When you led us into betrayal, you should have led us onward, instead of standing before us now and proclaiming how great you are."
"Horus, you—" Abaddon's Power Claw crashed against Horus's Emperor's Sword. The dark sorcery and disintegration field contained within the claw collided violently with the Emperor's Sword. "You are not great!"
"If you wanted to become one of us now, perhaps I might have respected you a little more. But the way you are now only disgusts me!"
Abaddon's furious gaze pierced toward Horus with psychic force.
Yet it was absorbed by the Untouchable construct within Horus's body. Vast amounts of psychic power were neutralized before they could even approach him.
"Stop making yourself sound so great!"
"Horus, you are not great!"
In Abaddon's eyes, everything that had happened was Horus's betrayal of them.
Back then, he had led them all into Chaos.
And now he wanted them to go back.
What did you take us for?
And what did you take yourself for?
Indeed.
You bore the title of the Emperor's