The Ultramarines Chapter Master, Calgar, had just passed through the corridor with his Honour Guard and a group of veterans when he heard the Wolf King Logan's unrestrained laughter. Remembering the message from his Primarch, the upright Chapter Master's expression twitched inexplicably.
No one could have imagined that the Sons of Russ would stumble into something like this.
A Gloriana-class Battleship, picked up for free?
No one would even dare dream of such a thing.
"Logan, Lord Guilliman has already informed me. I never imagined something like this would happen to you."
Relations between the Space Wolves and the Ultramarines were fairly cordial, and the same held true for Calgar and Logan.
Still, seeing the other man arrive aboard a ship cast from the same mold as his own flagship gave Calgar the inexplicable feeling that someone had stolen his home out from under him.
"Calgar, I've come to bring you something today."
Logan pointed at the Thunderhawk Transporters behind him.
Inside their open cargo holds, gene-seed had been packed in dense rows.
Calgar stared at the gene-seed, momentarily stunned.
Although Guilliman had told Calgar that Logan would be delivering a shipment to him, the message hadn't specified its contents. Seeing all that gene-seed now left him somewhat bewildered.
"Logan, what is all this?"
"Gene-seed. I can't tell you the exact reason, but you'd better have your Apothecaries examine it carefully."
As Logan spoke, he signaled for the Wolf Guard beside him to carry a series of relic cases out of the Thunderhawk he had arrived in.
"These are for you as well."
Confusion covered Calgar's broad, square face.
Gene-seed? Relics?
What was all this?
"May I open it?" Calgar picked up one of the relic cases and turned to Logan.
"My brother, help yourself."
Logan then watched Calgar's stern