Perturabo: They're All Useless! (Three-in-One)

Angrath had never expected Khârn's defeat to come so quickly.

He knew full well how powerful Khârn had become. Even if one of the Blood God's Bloodthirsters encountered Khârn, it would most likely be the World Eater who chopped off the Bloodthirster's head.

Khârn bore the Blood God's blessing, and with Angrath's help, he had managed to retain his sanity.

Yet even such a Khârn had been defeated by Sigismund without much suspense, which only made Sigismund's terror all the more apparent.

The Emperor's Champion was truly terrifying.

"We still failed, Khârn, just as I told you before."

Angrath lent Khârn his shoulder so he could lean against it and quickly catch his breath, recovering his strength.

"Other than a primarch, no one can defeat Sigismund. Even if we faced him together, the result would be the same.

"But even defeating the Black Knight would change nothing. He has already become the Emperor's weapon. Without Sigismund, there would be a Dongismund."

"A weapon that cannot be reproduced is an unqualified weapon. No matter how powerful he is, that also means there will only be more and more Astartes like him."

"What do you think about what I asked you before? We do not have much time left to hesitate and deliberate. This war will soon come to an end."

Khârn forced himself to stand again. He suddenly spat a mouthful of corrosive acidic saliva onto the ground, mixed with a tooth that had been knocked loose.

But compared to the agony brought by the Butcher's Nails, it was not worth mentioning. His mind was entirely occupied with Angrath's question.

He recalled something Angrath had brought up before: Angrath claimed that this rebellion would inevitably end in Horus's defeat, and that all their efforts here were meaningless.

"You intend to betray