Oh, damn... Damn!
What have I done?!
Magnus's thoughts at this moment were exactly the same as when he had smashed the Webway on Terra. Having realized he had made a colossal mistake, he was overwhelmed by anxious dread.
But this time, he could not return to the library on Prospero and worry about what sort of reprimand he would receive from The Emperor. He could only stand there dumbly, watching primordial Chaos transform into a form he recognized.
No! I absolutely can't just sit here and wait for death!
I have to gather the troops at once!
Magnus shuddered and roared inwardly. At that moment, he once again realized that only one savage brother at his side was worthy of trust. Other than him, he had no allies at all.
But whenever he thought of Leman Russ, Magnus's first instinct was not to go back and seek help, but fear. He was afraid that Space Wolves would give him an utterly disappointed look.
No! I've changed! I've become more cautious and more powerful than before!
Calm down, Magnus! You can solve all this. It's only primordial Chaos. As long as you are careful enough, you can completely conquer this domain.
Magnus convinced himself. He flew backward and guarded the only breach as Chaos solidified into a demonic army stretching beyond sight. They possessed form but no substance, yet even so, they remained incredibly dangerous to mortal life.
"Fall back!" Magnus roared. This was the first time he had truly gone all out on the soil of Terra. Vast psychic power capable of extinguishing the sun gathered between his hands, taking whatever shape he willed.
Frost, flame, thunder, gale.
Wave after wave of sorcerous tides shattered the charging demonic army and washed them far away, but it was useless. The