Hearing the commotion, Roboute Guilliman's heart skipped a beat. He stiffly turned his head for a closer look and nearly fainted from fright at the figures emerging beside the crater.
Purple-painted Angron and his elite special-operations boyz, Konrad Curze, whom Sanguinius had been searching for for a long time, and Jaghatai Khan, who had turned brothers into sisters...
As Guilliman ground his teeth, Calgar, waiting in the central control room, felt his heart stop for an instant as well. His lips turned pale because he had failed to keep his promise of giving his Primarch father a perfect wedding. When he shakily opened communications with the various Ultramarines companies, Cato Sicarius, captain of the Second Company, deliberately remarked,
"Tch... This is bad, Captain Calgar. We need to send people to stop Angron and his accomplices immediately."
Suppressing his anger and frustration, Calgar issued a series of instructions in an orderly fashion beneath Cato Sicarius's teasing gaze.
Macragge was already in motion. The Ultramarines and the guard troops needed only a minute to reach the wedding venue.
Logically speaking, with such a major incident breaking out, the wedding broadcast should have ended.
But unfortunately, Trazyn was in charge of Macragge's many television stations, and he had no intention of doing things Guilliman's way.
When the station staff asked Trazyn for instructions, he merely waved them off indifferently. "It's fine. This is just the Primarch and his wife trying to add some flair."
Guilliman was shocked and furious, and so were those witnessing the wedding.
The moment she saw Curze, Sanguinius, who had worn a serene smile, stood up with her wings trembling. Her fury poured through her feathers onto Horus's head beside her.
Horus found the feathers polishing his scalp rather comfortable.
Yet Sanguinius's anger toward Curze was far less than