Trazyn!

"Evil C'tan! Die!"

"Someone under my protection! You dare touch him?!"

Two furious shouts rang out one after the other!

Almost simultaneously, the trembling earth shifted. Wedge-shaped Necron Constructs rose from the ground, while the glass melt that had just been scorched red-hot shimmered across the slanted surfaces of the buildings.

Something sharp and wicked cleaved through the sky. Night Scythes emerged from the thick clouds, their black crescent forms approaching at unimaginable speed. Hades saw the flashes of Gauss Cannons gathering power upon them.

Hades realized they were not targeting him. They were probably meant for Magnus. But either way, the ambushers had finally made their move.

All of this happened in an instant. Taking advantage of the moment, Obyron escorted his master, the old general Zandrekh the Crowned, aboard an ancient tomb command barge.

The crescent-shaped vessel slowly rose into the air, with Zandrekh the Crowned standing upon its command dais.

Hades was about to act, but a message from Trazyn made him pause for a moment.

Trazyn the Infinite emerged from behind a dune with the Staff of Annihilation in hand, pacing forward like a king. Beside him, the material universe twisted, erupting in astonishing rainbow-colored radiance.

"This C'tan has been forcibly claimed by Trazyn the Infinite."

So said Trazyn, while the Infinite's army also emerged from the tesseract labyrinth.

The Infinite took a step, and an Annihilation Barge that had somehow appeared beneath his feet slowly rose, carrying him into the sky.

Night Scythes and Doomsday Scythes bearing different paint schemes and markings slipped out of the clouds, instantly beginning a dogfight with Zandrekh the Crowned's airships.

Lychguard marched neatly out from beneath Trazyn. Trazyn swung his staff toward the old general.

Hades was certain he sensed at least seven openings to tesseract labyrinths around Trazyn.