Space Gotham 30K Limited Edition

When others gave you a choice between two options, most of the time, no matter which one you chose, you were wrong.

Because the person who set the verbal trap had already anticipated the respondent's reaction and prepared a series of clever follow-up questions, enough to leave the other party scrambling.

So Lox did not hesitate to step outside the other party's question and directly posed a new question the Night Lords could never refuse.

And clearly, when Lox mentioned Konrad Curze, Macarion, who had worn a gloomy expression and exuded a heavy presence, instantly lost his composure.

For all Astartes, their primarch was the most sensitive subject of all, especially for the Night Lords, whose primarch had been missing for so long.

"You know something about our primarch?"

"The primarch has not appeared for over a century. The last sighting report placed him aboard the Vengeful Spirit, after which Curze vanished without a trace. There has been no news of Sevatar either."

"If you are lying to or deceiving us in any way, then even if it means becoming enemies of the entire Imperium, the Night Lords will never let it pass!"

"Do not doubt our warning. Ever!"

Macarion spoke in a low voice, as violent as an enraged shadow lion.

On either side of him stood Night Lords in blue-purple power armor. Once Lox's words reached their ears, they too could no longer remain still.

Lox recognized one of them. It was Shen, the primarch's adjutant, who, from what he remembered, was highly skilled at governing the Legion.

Lox did not know the other man, though his features bore an uncanny resemblance to Curze's.

Especially the exhaustion etched into him, as though he had long been tormented by prophecy. He looked exactly like Night Haunter before meeting Lox.