"Your loyalty is as laughable as these grains of sand."
Fragments fell from the Chaos Lord's hand. He let out a cold laugh as he looked at these abandoned Lamenters, as though he had found a fresh new toy with which to humiliate the Imperium.
The Lamenters' miserable plight showed them that they had been right to betray the Imperium in the first place.
A Lamenter tore through the Chaos ranks.
He charged before the Chaos Lord.
Consumed by the Black Rage, the Lamenter did not know what the other was saying. He saw only Horus, leader of the rebels from the age of the Great Heresy—the one who had betrayed humanity, betrayed the Imperium, and betrayed his father—seemingly reciting those words of betrayal. His Chainsword let out a hysterical roar. The pumps in his Power Armor injected vast quantities of drugs. His flesh trembled, his reason swallowed whole, and the Chainsword he swung was like a mountain.
He was determined to cut down the enemy with his own hands.
"HORUS!!!"
Thud!
The Chainsword swung by the Black Rage-addled Lamenter did not come down.
It stopped in midair.
He had been enhanced, yet the other still effortlessly seized the Lamenter's arm.
Blocking the Lamenter's desperate strike.
The enemy's enormous body loomed before the Lamenter like a terrifying Greater Daemon of Chaos, looking down from above as it effortlessly intercepted his weak, mortal-like attack.
"Why remain blindly loyal to that False Emperor?!"
"Krixius!"
He wanted to humiliate him and force him to submit.
Hearing someone call out to the Krixius before him, the Chaos Lord drove his mutated claw viciously into Krixius's abdomen. He watched the others cry out in alarm, watched their rage, and breathed in the blood of foolish loyalists from reality. "Look at this foolish world."
"Look at