Horus's hatred for Lorgar had been bottled up for ten thousand years. Now, she hesitated no longer.
With a furious roar, her slender body exploded with terrifying speed. Her longsword shrieked as it tore through space, aimed straight for Lorgar's head!
The force of it seemed capable of cleaving the Primarch in two with a single stroke!
The Fealty Luna Wolves guard needed no orders. Like a wolf pack, they immediately pounced on the remaining Word Bearers elites.
Caught off guard by the sudden attack, Lorgar was both shocked and enraged.
While desperately using his staff, imbued with the vile power of Chaos, to fend off Horus's storm-like assault, he roared orders for the Word Bearers to form up and defend.
He had never been a Primarch known for close combat. Against the enraged Horus, he was immediately forced onto the defensive, able only to endure through the flesh of a Daemon Prince.
Meanwhile, Sanguinius seized the opportunity to rapidly explain the situation to the still-wary Corax and Leman Russ:
"Corax, Russ! Listen! The Imperium has undergone a drastic change! The Hilling Empire is now our ally. They possess power and technology beyond anything we can imagine! They revived Horus and me, helped Perturabo break free from corruption, and are now assisting the Imperium against Chaos and a threat called 'Abyssal Corruption'!"
He pointed at the holy pillar of light piercing heaven and earth in the distance, as well as Luke, who was locked in fierce battle with Vader. "See that light and that warrior wielding a lightsaber? They are both members of the Hilling Empire! That Inquisitor is trying to seal that terrifying Abyssal rift, and a true war of gods could erupt there at any moment! This place is extremely dangerous. We must leave immediately!"
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