"Stand where I told you to!"
Lin Fan roared in fury. Cegorach, who had been bowing, stiffened all over, forcing a strained smile onto his lips.
A soft, slick sensation came from behind him. When he turned around, he discovered that Isha had wrapped him in a tight embrace, giving Lin Fan quite a fright.
"Hey! Isha, wake up. I'm a married man... though Slaanesh probably wouldn't mind... but let go already!"
"Mmm..." Isha had her eyes closed, as if she were dreaming. She tapped her chin with one finger—the same cute gesture Slaanesh loved to make in front of Lin Fan—then tilted her head and muttered drowsily. No one could tell what she was saying.
Isha rubbed herself against Lin Fan in his arms, making the Primarchs, who had just been on edge, deeply uncomfortable.
"This is too strange. After spending so long with Slaanesh, this kid has developed the traits of a Daemonette. He specializes in seducing gods." Leman Russ covered his face, not knowing what to say, while Magnus raised an eyebrow in thought.
"Could the thing Isha swallowed just now have been Slaanesh's essence?"
"Congratulations, you got it right." Cegorach pinched his throat and produced Slaanesh's distinctive voice. Voice-changing and disguise were basic skills every actor ought to possess. He had also been the one who stopped Lin Fan from shouting earlier.
Before anyone could question him further, Cegorach flashed behind them. As he drew close, the comical decorations on his body vanished, making him look more like a slightly filthy, worn puppet dressed as a Joker.
"Now it's the director's break time." Cegorach pointed at the Warp rift beside them. "You'd better protect me. Those fans are far too enthusiastic."
What fans?
Magnus was the first whose expression changed. He knew the scent of Tzeentch's