Lin Fan watched the dejected Visarch use the half-blade in his hand to clear out the Black Heart warriors boarding the ship, casually blasting apart a few speeders foolish enough to come buzzing over with psychic lightning. He had no idea how to comfort him.
After all, if this guy learned about Yvraine and Roboute Guilliman's future cooperation, along with all those embellished ambiguous stories, he would probably turn around and join Vect's faction.
Lin Fan could already imagine the melodramatic story. One day in the future, the corrupted Visarch captured Yvraine and pinned her against a wall.
Yvraine fought desperately, but Visarch merely stared at her with crazed eyes and shouted, "Even if I can't have your heart, I'll have your body!"
"In your dreams!"
Then Guilliman rushed in, disposed of the corrupted Visarch in a few swift moves, and held the frightened Yvraine in his arms. "It's all right, darling. I'm here."
"Waaah... Guilliman, I was so scared..."
Tsk... It was far too melodramatic.
In the original story, Visarch and Yvraine clashed several times. There was the influence of daemons, but more than that, Visarch felt that Yvraine listened to the Imperium of Man too much.
Slightly chilled by his own thoughts, Lin Fan began slacking off. After all, in the original plot, Yvraine's group, fleeing from Vect's forces, had been killed or wounded. No one had come to help them at all.
But now?
Just look at Khan. He alone held an entire section of the deck. Those Black Heart warriors who charged over only had their skulls torn apart by Khan's bare hands. Even the stronger Trueborn captains were not much tougher in Khan's hands.
The captured blades in his hands effortlessly chopped the enemies who leaped aboard into pieces, and every now and then he