"Oh! My child is here." After finishing her ice cream, the Emperor spotted Horus. She clapped happily, then skipped over to him.
But when she stopped a few steps in front of Horus, the Emperor's face immediately fell. Pouting and furrowing her brows, she tried her best to look dignified.
Roboute Guilliman reminded him from the side, "The Emperor's body has regressed to the same childish state as her mind. We contacted the more mature God-Emperor, and she said she was busy giving Khorne and Nurgle a lesson."
Horus had already gone numb. Even with his Primarch-level brain, he could no longer tell which of those two pieces of news was more staggering.
In the end, he could only kneel before the childlike Emperor with a remorseful expression. "I'm sorry, Father... I did many terrible things..."
The Emperor lifted Horus's bowed head with her hand. After a long silence, she said, "We have all done many terrible things. But fortunately, we still have a chance to make up for everything now."
Horus and the Emperor still had much to say to one another, so Roboute Guilliman quietly withdrew as well. He had to settle accounts with the culprits responsible for all this.
The underground prisons beneath Terra had originally been built to seal away the horrors of ages past. But after Oedmeir took over Terra's research division, the horrors imprisoned there had been properly dealt with.
They had either become part of Trazyn's collection, or a dish served to Lin Fan.
In the darkest and most sealed-off prison cells were held sinners guilty of the most heinous crimes.
The sinner on the left, firmly bound by a gravity lock, was Jaghatai. The sinner on the right, imprisoned by a psychic array, was Cegorach.
Roboute Guilliman arrived at the prison exhausted.