"Rockefeller, have you lost your mind?"
Anna's voice rang out in the command room.
She turned, fixing her gaze on Rockefeller. She saw his face contorted with pain, his pupils shining Golden Light, and the golden markings emerging across his body like passages of scripture.
Her processors analyzed thousands of possibilities in an instant, but none could explain what was happening before her.
Rockefeller clutched his head as the last thing Lorgar had seen before his death flashed before his eyes.
The image seared itself into his retinas like a branding iron, burning deep into his soul, leaving him unable to escape or look away.
Lorgar stood before the Webway gate.
Lorgar stood before that magnificent gate, his figure tall and solemn in the golden light.
Then Magnus appeared.
The power of the Warp surged from Magnus's body like a tide, its multicolored Chaos energies piercing Lorgar's body like blades.
His body fell from among the stars like a meteor.
Rockefeller saw it all.
He saw his Gene-Father's death, the collapse of his faith, and the fall of the most important person in his life.
That pain surpassed anything words could describe.
His body drew the power sword at his waist without his control.
The blade gleamed coldly beneath the lights, reflecting his face, twisted with rage.
A dazzling Golden Light shone from his pupils, growing brighter and hotter.
His soul had never shone so brilliantly.
"Damn it."
Anna swore under her breath.
Whatever was happening to Rockefeller, she had to restrain him.
She could see that Rockefeller was dangerously unstable, could sense the energy inside him surging out of control, and could predict that he might do anything in his madness the very next second.
"Traitor! Traitor! Traitor!"
Rockefeller's voice grew hoarse and savage as his gaze swept the