Cisrain had not expected this bunch to fight so dishonorably.
A pack of Chaos evil gods.
They had dragged him over.
Then, without so much as a word, they had rushed him head-on.
If it had been a direct confrontation like Khorne's, that would have been fine. At least it would have been a fair fight. Even if it was four against one, with the advantage in numbers, that was still within their capabilities.
But who could have expected the four Chaos gods to fight so damn dirty?
Only Khorne genuinely wanted to fight him face-to-face.
The other three either suddenly lunged out, fired cheap shots from behind, or secretly tripped him up.
In short, the way the four Chaos gods fought was entirely in keeping with their respective divinities.
The aftershocks of the four Chaos gods' battle rapidly spread across the battlefield.
Facing these bastards, Cisrain had suffered a major loss from their ambush at the start.
Especially because the divine artifacts wielded by the four gods all contained laws belonging to the four Warp gods. When these powerful twisted creations struck, they invaded Cisrain's mind.
"These bastards!"
After discovering Cisrain's disappearance, Fortes, a Custodian commander, swiftly mobilized the other Custodians. "Griss, my lord has vanished!"
"I'm searching!"
They had practically sunk into a vast ocean of Chaos.
Chaos figures were everywhere. Finding Cisrain amid all this was no easy task.
Throughout the chaotic battlefield, cannon fodder would occasionally hide in corners and launch sneak attacks.
Some Chaos daemons even shrank themselves down and used some kind of painful poison capable of harming them on their feet or legs, infecting them with special toxins brewed by Nurgle. Even these Custodians would have their reactions slowed by the poison, leaving them unable to immediately fight back against the Chaos daemons