Lin Fan let out a sigh of bitter disappointment, tears of regret streaming from the corners of his eyes. "You were chosen by The Emperor to take part in this mission, but now it seems you are still unqualified to aid him... My great Emperor, please forgive the suggestion of this foolish man. I failed to think things through and stained your grand plan with a blemish."
Having said that, Lin Fan dropped to his knees before The Emperor and prostrated himself, assuming the posture of someone guilt-ridden and begging for death.
"I had thought the Carcharodons' efficiency and the Lamenters' compassion would bring your plan to fruition... It is all my fault! All my fault!" Lin Fan cried harder and harder, wailing as he pounded the ground. Perhaps feeling that this was not enough atonement, he began using his head to bore a hole into the deck of the Aeldari ship.
Yvraine wanted to say something, but closed her mouth again, planning to have someone call a Wraithbone artisan to repair the ship later.
Watching Lin Fan's performance, The Emperor understood his meaning and played along, expressing his profound disappointment toward the Carcharodons and the Lamenters.
"Your mistake has plunged the entire Imperium of Man into the assault of the tide of destruction! The plan must be rewritten..." The Emperor's expression was grave as he flicked a spark of flame at Lin Fan. "You will live. You will keep living! Witness the consequences your mistake has brought upon the Imperium!"
"My Emperor! My Emperor!!!" Lin Fan sobbed so hard from guilt that he could not speak, burying his head deep in the hole he had just smashed out.
The Emperor turned his gaze toward the Carcharodons and the Lamenters. Everywhere his eyes fell, Space Marines were too consumed by