The golden sun and the blood-red purgatory collided violently in the void, and the terrifying shockwaves spread madly through every corner of the Warp, tearing apart every physical thing in their path.
Nurgle and Slaanesh, who had rushed over after hearing the news, along with Tzeentch lurking in the shadows, all clicked their tongues in wonder at the spectacle of those two brawling.
"Two brutes. Only he would go head-to-head with that mad barbarian Khorne."
Though the Changer of Ways had not appeared, He was everywhere.
"But to contend with Khorne like this... his Trinity method really is astonishingly effective. Using his own divinity against the Dark King, tsk, tsk, tsk..."
"Originally, in this era, no matter how powerful he was, he could never have matched us. Yet he forcibly changed all of that. He and those around him have thrown fate completely out of control."
"But change is always a good thing."
Tzeentch was deeply moved as well. Humanity had displayed changes He had never anticipated more than once, and that delighted the Changer of Ways immensely.
Among the four Chaos Gods, only Tzeentch held a relatively neutral attitude toward the state of uncontrolled change humanity was displaying.
He did not want humanity to completely escape the Warp's control, as that would mean Their conquest of this universe had utterly failed.
Yet He also hoped humanity could transcend, because the changes that would bring were simply too vast—more than enough to please Him for a very, very long time.
Tzeentch no longer cared whether the final goal was achieved. He cared only whether everything would become stranger, more interesting, and more unfathomable.
Thus, while His three siblings had all gathered in Commorragh to forcibly suppress the Emperor and destroy the Webway tunnel-boring machine, He alone chose to watch from