Detailed intelligence from Samus lay spread across the desk. The Second Imperium's four great leaders sat around the round table, carefully analyzing their next strategic move.
"According to Sanguinius's prophetic warning, Davin harbors an unknown enemy. Even Primarchs may face a life-or-death crisis there. An enemy of that caliber is no ordinary threat. We must strike hard."
"Lion, Sanguinius, and I will go to Davin together. Lox, you will be responsible for supporting us."
Guilliman spread his hands across the table, his gaze shifting back and forth before finally settling on Lox's face.
"You understand what I mean..."
Lox saw through Roboute's hesitation. He merely shrugged. "It's nothing more than bringing out some forbidden technology again to cover for you. After all, Sanguinius has already foretold that this journey will be extremely dangerous."
Lox said firmly, "I'll do everything I can. At the very least, I can get you out of there alive."
Guilliman let out a breath. He did not want to keep burdening his old friend with requests, but the situation was exceptionally grim.
"Once we settle matters on Davin, we must set out for Terra, no matter what."
Lion El'Jonson spoke with absolute resolve, allowing no room for compromise or retreat.
"Sanguinius's prophecy mentioned that he would appear on Terra and join the Emperor in the final battle against Horus. That means he can reach Terra. What about us?" Guilliman was puzzled.
"This concerns the strategic role I have assigned to you, Roboute. If the Webway cannot take all of us away, then you must remain behind."
The moment Lion El'Jonson said those words, Guilliman could no longer hold back his roar.
"What do you mean by that? Why should I be the one left behind? Do you think there is a problem with my loyalty?"
Lox