The muzzles flashed with deadly fire, but the battle-tested bolter shells underwent irreversible corruption beneath Isha's divine power.
These explosive rounds, capable of blasting people to pieces, merely burst into huge clusters of petals when they struck the Orks, knocking them to the ground.
"You inferior blue-can bastard!" Ongron was showered in petals and flew into a rage. He grabbed a nearby commando and hurled him at the Ultramarines, then charged forward to brawl with Roboute Guilliman.
Isha's light, airy voice drifted over again, carrying a hint of surprise and apology. "Eek~ Sorry, I forgot about you lot."
The blue-pink radiance seen in the Imperial Palace appeared once more, making Guilliman's body twitch. He was terrified that he, too, would become a woman.
When the light faded, Guilliman patted himself all over. After discovering that nothing had been added and nothing had been removed, he let out a sigh of relief.
While Guilliman was distracted by his nervousness, Ongron swiftly vaulted over the fence and swung his heavy fist at Guilliman's face.
Guilliman and his Ultramarines were having an unfriendly but nonlethal exchange with the Orks, but what of the other Primarchs at the venue?
"I knew the Aeldari could not be trusted. That goddess Isha is the perfect embodiment of Aeldari evil." Adeptus Custodes commander Valdor watched the chaos in the venue with an icy gaze, waiting for his soft and adorable Emperor to issue an order.
"Valdor, control your emotions."
A stern, resonant voice rang out, making Valdor involuntarily tighten his grip on his guardian spear. He did not dare turn around, afraid that his soft and adorable Emperor had become that imposing Lord of Humanity.
Isha lifted the spell's effects, allowing the Emperor and the other Primarchs to return to normal.
But were they really normal?
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