Fulgrim was another who felt little about his memories of being female. After becoming a Daemon Prince of Slaanesh, the life he had experienced was far more exciting than simply becoming a woman.
He merely patted the dazed Ferrus Manus on the shoulder, carefully examining his face as he said, "What a pity. The soft beauty on your face is gone, and you've turned back into a rough-looking brute."
Ferrus Manus's mouth twitched. He could not be bothered to respond to Fulgrim's assessment.
Ever-optimistic, Vulkan pulled Magnus and Leman Russ apart as they wrestled. "This is quite a novel and interesting experience, isn't it? It lets us observe the whole world from a different attitude and perspective."
Magnus yanked out several strands of Leman Russ's hair, while Leman Russ shoved his fingers into Magnus's nostrils. The two bitter rivals ignored Vulkan's attempts at mediation, wholly focused on reliving some of their earlier experiences.
"You damned uncouth Space Wolf! Even as a woman, you're still uncouth!"
"Shut up, Magnus! You became even more nagging after turning into a woman! If I were your son, I'd have smashed my head against a wall long ago!"
The chaos only grew. Trazyn felt that the entertainment he had recorded in these few short minutes surpassed everything from the past several thousand years, and even the recording devices he had deployed around the venue were not enough.
Green light flickered behind him, and space was torn open out of thin air.
Having finally found some free time, the Silent King arrived to attend the wedding with Orikan and other Necrontyr nobles. The Silent King stared blankly at the pandemonium in the venue for a long while, then raised a hand and sealed the spatial portal before Trazyn could even greet him.
Hmm... I must have