The. The Emperor.
When Cyrus walked out of the council chamber,
the feeling from earlier still had not faded.
Just now, he had felt as if The Emperor had glanced at him, watching him from behind Cisrain through the Warp.
He slowly emerged from those emotions.
Cyrus did not tell the others what he had felt. If he said something like that, no one would likely believe him anyway.
"Captain, just now—"
"Say no more. We caused this, so we must bear the primary responsibility. In this penitent crusade, we must use every means at our disposal to destroy Chaos's living forces."
Their mission was arduous, but the task of those remaining on Karamat was even more arduous.
The resources of this Forge World absolutely could not be handed over to the enemy. The governor would certainly remain here, and they also needed to eliminate, as much as possible, the harmful effects brought by the Chaos Beacon and wipe out Chaos's living forces. Their mission was equally vital.
Its priority was even second only to holding the Forge World.
Everywhere else could be lost, but this world alone could not.
Cyrus first went to find Zephram of the White Temple. In their eyes, hard men like Zephram and his fellow White Temple warriors, who kept their promises, were absolutely trustworthy. Zephram had reconnected his body and was breaking in his new armor in the training laboratory.
At first, he had been somewhat resistant to this xenos equipment. After all, not every Chapter could accept the torment of xenos culture like the Blood Raven Chapter.
But after training in the simulation,
Zephram had no choice but to admit that some xenos equipment did have its merits.
``` [System purge complete. No anomalous energy virus detected.]
[Scout Drone linked. Scanning terrain.]
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