As the words fell, immense waves of psychic power surged through the hall. Everyone present felt the faint pressure bearing down on their souls from the Golden Throne. Only Iax felt none of it. His pale blue electronic eyes narrowed slightly before he looked at those present and slowly spoke.
"I am uncertain whether you possess the ability to maintain this peculiar device. If possible, this unit recommends optimizing the machine's energy transmission pathways. My detectors indicate that its energy output is somewhat unstable. There appears to be some overflow."
"If I could study this device, I might be able to help improve it and make its operation more stable."
Iax's proposal was immediately rejected.
"We cannot allow any threat to approach the Emperor's holy throne, not even the slightest possibility of one."
Feeling the psychic pressure from the Throne intensify once again, the Adeptus Custodes immediately moved against their will, swiftly placing themselves between Iax and the Golden Throne.
For the first time in ten thousand years, they felt the Emperor's holy will from the Throne with such clarity and certainty. The Custodes were practically dragged into motion by their auramite Power Armour.
The power emanating from the Emperor was terrifyingly immense.
Guilliman felt the rejection conveyed by the Emperor's overflowing power from the Throne even more directly, an unmistakably clear intent.
Iax gave the Adeptus Custodes a curious once-over. Through his energy-detection vision, he could clearly see immense energy spilling from the withered bones upon that Throne Mechanicum and flowing through their auramite material, driving these warriors to block his path.
"Hmm? A fascinating phenomenon. Although the Federation once conducted research into soul energy, this has exceeded my expectations. I have never heard of a soul exhibiting such behavior, nor have I encountered energy in this form. Data