Their retreat was cut off, their Fleet destroyed.
For the three remaining Progenitors, only one option remained: fight to the end.
In one ten-thousandth of a second, three desiccated, mummy-like figures went from absolute stillness to explosive motion.
They no longer tried to maintain their ancient, uncanny elegance. Instead, they wrung every last trace of Warp psychic energy from their shells and poured it into the systems that powered their movements and attacks.
Blinding arcs burst from the seams of their silver-gray carapaces, pushed to their limits. Like three withered arrows loosed from invisible bowstrings, carrying the will to end everything, they tore through the air and rushed the motionless Lorgar from a deadly triangle that sealed off almost every avenue of escape!
They moved so fast that they left three distorted afterimages trailing electric light.
Faced with a combined assault containing all the remaining strength and will to exist of three Progenitors, Lorgar did not even shift his feet.
He merely raised his left hand slightly, an instant before those three shadows of death reached him.
Vmmm!
Centered on his raised left palm, a mass of pure Golden Psychic Energy, compressed to the utmost and blazing like the core of a supernova, exploded without warning!
A precise psychic burst sent golden light scattering wildly. The instant it erupted, it became three streams of blazing gold, like furious dragons, that struck the charging Progenitors head-on with unerring accuracy!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Three muffled detonations of colliding energy sounded almost simultaneously!
Golden streams of psychic energy clashed violently with deep-blue Warp arcs. The Progenitors' charge was forcibly checked and disrupted by the sudden, outrageously powerful psychic impact!
Most of the arcs across their bodies dimmed instantly. Their trajectories twisted and faltered, like raging waves striking an invisible reef.
And at the