The God-Emperor's power surged, then surged again, then rose explosively! Even the whooshing of the flames burned like pounding war drums.
The flames' might terrified the Void Dragon. For an instant, he thought he was fighting one of the Old Ones.
The pressure Khorne had brought abruptly lessened. Before the Void Dragon could react, he heard Khorne burst into hearty laughter.
"What a perfectly matched duel! Oh, it's that bastard Slaanesh provoking me. I have matters to attend to—we'll meet again! Farewell!"
"Khorne! You bastard! If you hadn't smashed through the barrier, could that old salted meat have run wild inside my core?!"
The Void Dragon roared at the scarlet presence retreating with Khorne. Though furious, Khorne's departure at least allowed him to focus more of his power on confronting the God-Emperor.
But the Void Dragon was ultimately only a fragment. Amid the God-Emperor's ever-brightening flames, his defeat became unmistakable...
If I were whole... If I did not bear so many restraints... If I had not starved within the seal for so long...
No... I cannot fall like this! I must fight for my freedom! I absolutely cannot let the God-Emperor seal me underground again!
Priests! Lend me your power!
The Void Dragon's call transcended time and space. The Adeptus Mechanicus priests conducting the requiem ritual heard an abnormal sound from the machine spirits, unlike anything they had heard before.
The machine spirits craved something... The machine spirits awaited something... The master of the machine spirits was fighting certain evil beings!
The Adeptus Mechanicus priests poured the finest machine oil in response to the message delivered by the machine spirits. In unison, they prostrated themselves beneath the magnificent gear that symbolized the Machine God, repeatedly chanting the greatness and immortality of the Machine God in binary.
Faced with the Void