The Ouroboros, the Heart of Pestilence, and the Tuchulcha Engine

The familiar feeling returned to Lion the moment he saw Leman Russ grow angry.

Yes, this was the right way!

He knew this wild wolf brother's temperament well. He was the type who yielded to softness but not force, able to drink and celebrate freely with an ordinary mortal.

But if someone dared to throw their weight around and force the Wolf King to do something he did not wish to do, they would meet a miserable end.

The ill repute of the Space Wolves was known throughout the Imperium. As the Emperor's enforcers, their primarch was naturally no saint either.

The barbarians of Fenris were not a joking description.

Seeing the atmosphere turn cold in an instant, Luther, the other leader of the Order, immediately stepped forward to mediate the meeting.

The moment he saw Luther, Saltana began arguing back.

"Knight Luther, you represented the Order when we signed our alliance. Now your people have broken the agreement. How do you explain that?"

Luther had always represented the moderate faction within the Order. Only when facing him did Saltana dare to be so aggressive.

"Yes, we broke the alliance. But how do you explain the Knights of Sirius killing members of our Order?"

Luther immediately threw out a question and turned it back on Saltana.

"They trespassed into our territory and slaughtered the beasts under our protection. Killing those intruders was only natural!"

Saltana's tone remained exceptionally forceful. He arrogantly swept his gaze around the room, utterly unconcerned by the naked killing intent of the knights who had drawn their swords.

"You do not understand the significance of the beasts' existence, nor do you know Caliban's true hidden secret.

You have only seen humans dying beneath the claws and fangs of beasts. You have not seen how the beasts'