"Who else could have done this? Other than those Tzeentch daemons who loved watching chaos unfold and feared the world was not chaotic enough.
Who else would be bored enough to lure so many Chaos Space Marines into the Jesta Galaxy?"
Kanas waved a hand dismissively, rudely and boldly interrupting Mendeleev's train of thought as he sank into contemplation.
"Hm?" Kanas's sudden, seemingly casual words pulled Mendeleev back to reality. He paused in surprise, then quickly grasped the implications of what Kanas had said and began considering them seriously.
Before long, his eyes lit up as though he had suddenly understood something. He said excitedly, "You're right. That makes perfect sense!"
"Exactly!" Kanas grew somewhat smug when his view was acknowledged, then added,
"After all, apart from those Tzeentch daemons who spent all day stirring up trouble and causing chaos, no other force or individual would go to such lengths to do something so thankless.
Drawing so many Chaos warbands to the Jesta Galaxy required not only great power and means, but also meant taking enormous risks.
But none of that mattered to those Tzeentch daemons. They did not care whether the outcome benefited them at all. The only thing they cared about was making this chaos more and more lively, satisfying their twisted, perverse desires."
As he listened to Kanas's orderly analysis, Mendeleev nodded repeatedly in agreement.
"You're right. There really is a strong possibility that the Tzeentch daemons did this."
At that moment, Kanas suddenly suggested, "How about this? I'll immediately lead our Star Space Marines into battle.
We'll use warp jumps to board those lackeys of the Dark Gods' warships, then wreck the place and teach them a lesson! What do you think? Not a bad idea, right?"
"Hm." Mendeleev frowned slightly at Kanas's suggestion and fell