Leman Russ and Magnus started arguing again. Left with no choice, Lin Fan could only place his hopes on Diego.
"I really don't know how you've put up with him these past few years." Lin Fan sighed to Diego, but the Grey Knights' Grand Master merely smiled. He thought Lord Leman Russ's enthusiastic personality was quite nice.
Diego then began recalling the Harlequins' performance. Unlike Leman Russ, who seemed determined to slap every last detail into your face in the manner of a wolf, Diego focused more on the overall impression conveyed by the Harlequins.
"Fast," Diego said.
"Fast?"
"That's right. Fast. The Harlequins moved incredibly quickly, to the point that the rhythm of the entire opera became impossible to describe. Their movements twisted, their voices distorted, as though something dangerous were chasing them."
Something dangerous? It couldn't be Slaanesh, could it? She had been behaving herself lately, aside from occasionally taking a sip of an Aeldari soul for a taste. Not to mention that she had made herself sick from feeding on Khorne, and no one knew when she would recover.
Lin Fan looked at Isha. She shook her head honestly, indicating that she could not help him much on this point. She had not had much contact with Cegorach. Compared to appreciating opera, Isha preferred transforming into an ancient tree and listening to the sounds of nature.
"Forget it. If we can't figure it out, then we won't. Let's make good use of the resources we have first." Lin Fan shook his head and patted Leman Russ's armor, telling him to stop bickering with Magnus.
Leman Russ sneered at Magnus a few times, then adjusted the delay function of the Wolftime, placing them in a slower flow of time.
After finishing all that, Leman Russ said to Lin