There was no sunrise or sunset here, so Lin Fan could only gauge the passage of time through Leman Russ. After repelling a wave of daemons, he would stare at the flower on Magnus, watching it slowly or swiftly turn its head. Sometimes, it would suddenly whip around and point back in the direction they had just come from. Yet no one found this abnormal. After all, using sight to judge position and direction in the Warp was far too shortsighted.
Fifty years of wandering soon came to an end. The surroundings were still a chaotic, maddening landscape. Magnus was now completely covered in bones stripped from daemons and all manner of ornaments. At first, he resisted fiercely. Later, he simply closed his eyes to rest, ignoring Leman Russ and Lin Fan as though he were a statue.
Isha, meanwhile, treated this operation as a brief stroll. She sat sideways atop Magnus, her feet dipping into the soul currents that seemed like both water and clouds, softly humming a song to mourn her dead children.
Through Wolftime, Leman Russ discovered that they had wandered the Warp for more than fifty years. Just as Lin Fan was preparing to give up and turn around with them to head for Cadia, the flower that had guided them began to wither. Isha said this proved they had found a Primarch.
Lin Fan frowned. It felt too much like a coincidence. They had not found him earlier or later, but only when he was about to return to Cadia?
This definitely had something to do with those two old schemers, Tzeentch and The Deceiver...
Lin Fan looked at the withered flower and considered whether to go to Cadia or bring Corax back.
"Can you sense what's happening on Cadia, Isha?" Lin Fan asked, turning