Their failure was certainly regrettable, but the victors' success was even more invigorating. Lorgar ignored how the activated grand array had drained those failures away. To him, their failure only proved that their faith in Chaos' grand dominion was impure.
He looked eagerly at his successful sons, bestowing words of praise upon them and using his psychic power to inscribe true words onto their armor.
"The gods glorify you! Bearer of the True Word!" The enchanted Word Bearers saluted Lorgar, half their bodies taking on demonic forms.
Receiving the reverence of both Word Bearers and daemons sent Lorgar's already good mood soaring to an uncontrollable peak. He laughed heartily, pressing his palm against the Chaos Scripture atop the pulpit as he shouted to everyone, "The true gods walk among us!"
"The true gods walk among us!"
After spending several hours preaching, Lorgar strode steadily out of the church. Then a Word Bearers pontiff came to petition him, carrying matters he wished to report.
Lorgar allowed him to speak, but the moment he heard it concerned another pontiff under his command, he immediately lost interest.
He knew about that pontiff. The man had caused no small amount of trouble for the Word Bearers Legion.
During an attack on a religious world, this pontiff had gone mad after personally witnessing an utterly ordinary Battle Sister receive The Emperor's blessing while they besieged the Saint's Reliquary she guarded.
Golden flames and dazzling radiance surged around her body. In the blink of an eye, she reduced the pontiff's daemon attendants to nothing and slaughtered all his brothers.
Facing the gleaming nun, the pontiff had trembled as he fell to his knees before her, babbling madly, "I knew it! I knew we were right!"
Lorgar did not know why the sister had spared the pontiff,