"So we found a Chaos altar sustaining the storm in the Armageddon System?" Lin Fan asked Wodhaus Ice Wolf, the Space Wolves Rune Priest.
"That's right. This altar is about to appear. In my wolf prophecy, the altar was born from the future and affected the past, and it is about to cross into the present—near the fleet."
"Wait." Lin Fan was a little bewildered. As a mortal who could not sense Warp fluctuations at all, he could not understand what Wodhaus was talking about. "To be honest, I didn't understand any of that. Could you put it more simply?"
"Yeah, I didn't get it either." Kaiser Whitefang folded his arms, equally baffled.
Wodhaus let out a deep sigh and considered how to explain the Warp's unique temporal turbulence in a simpler, more fitting way. "Think of it like this: you were full in the past because, further in the past, you ate a steak. But that steak did not exist in the past—it appeared in the future. In other words, you were full yesterday because today you ate a steak from tomorrow. The entire order of time has been scrambled, yet the effect remains real."
"Uh..." Seeing the looks on Kaiser Whitefang's and Lin Fan's faces, Wodhaus felt that neither of them had understood.
"There's no need to dwell on it. In short, a Chaos altar is about to appear near our fleet. It could be a meteor carved with blasphemous runes, or it could be a space hulk lost in the Warp. Either way, we need to deal with it before we can pass through the storm and reinforce Armageddon."
"I don't care about all that. I just fight." Kaiser Whitefang waved a hand, picked up the mead at his waist, and resumed drinking heavily.
"Then why call