That monster was tearing the galaxy apart.
"Unimaginable..."
Trazyn murmured to himself. The Necron sprawled in his command chair and looked up as that violent, malignant white light stabbed against his smooth metal face, casting leaping, blazing phantoms across it.
"Since when had the Outsider become so powerful? Or was it because we had not faced an intact C'tan in far too long?"
+Because all the other gods have fallen.+
Orikan's voice passed through layer upon layer of fate before reaching Trazyn's ears. Within his dimensional domain, the Star Seer carefully held up every strand of destiny, preserving the most correct path—the path that was true fate.
+An as-yet whole C'tan has descended upon the galaxy. The Outsider's kin are all shattered and mad, so those exiled authorities are beginning to converge upon the Outsider rather than wandering disorderly throughout the galaxy.+
"Hmm."
Trazyn shrugged, seeming to recall something as he scratched his nose.
"Looks like I may have found part of the reason Hades is unconscious."
The authority affecting the Outsider most likely affected the Underking as well, though certainly not as severely as it had infected the Outsider. After all, before the Outsider, the Underking was merely a half-baked hybrid who had entered the field midway through.
+I suggest you focus your mind on the battlefield, Trazyn. While you were distracted thinking about your human friend just now, an entire company of Necrontyr was destroyed through your negligence.+
"Fine! Fine! I will!"
Trazyn suddenly shouted, springing to his feet. With a sweep of his arm, the cape draped over his shoulders flew up.
"Ahem!"
"Though I still want to say, Orikan, I feel like we can't win. At least this time, the Necrontyr really are going to be wiped out—but strangely enough, I feel relieved instead. Well,