[How did your investigation go?]
Leman Russ asked Magnus, who stood with his eyes closed in thought. His brother had rescued the survivors barely clinging to life in the city's core district and learned from them the exact time the disaster had erupted. Magnus, meanwhile, had gleaned even more intelligence from the remains of those walking corpses.
[Not well... This isn't an isolated case. The overly active power of Chaos has caused the primitive Originium creatures on this land to mutate and evolve rapidly. Those giant Originium corpses already possess some of the traits of Chaos Spawn—bloated, crazed, with each individual looking vastly different.]
[They said more than one mobile city along this border has lost contact. Malan New City may be the largest of them, but if the residents of the other cities have all become walking corpses craving the taste of fresh flesh, then I imagine we're in for a brutal battle.]
[Brutal only for them.]
Magnus opened his eyes and spoke to Leman Russ.
[But I think I have a chance to stop all this, using a novel spell to purge Chaos's influence from Originium.]
[Really? Whenever you say you have a good idea, things always turn out worse.]
[Brother, I have long since turned over a new leaf.]
Magnus rolled his eyes at Leman Russ, deeply displeased that his brother saw him that way.
Seeing Magnus insist so firmly, and knowing that he truly was the more skilled of the two in matters of the soul, Leman Russ said no more. He merely told Magnus to carefully weigh the gains and losses of his plan.
A few days later, as the cleanup of the mobile city continued and many people began discussing the fate of the other mobile cities along the border—even the countries beyond it—Magnus