Lox was so horrified by the scene before him that he could not speak. Within the burning throne room, Horus killed Sanguinius with his massive, vicious Horus Talon.
It was a slaughter. Horus's gigantic Terminator armor gleamed with a black-gold luster, while the two Eye of Horus gems on his chest and abdomen radiated coldness and brutality.
Things resembling neural cables connected his brain to his power armor, and the pelt of a dark brown giant wolf stretched across his back, making him seem like a naked god of slaughter.
Then Horus casually tossed his brother to the ground. Sanguinius's wings sank into his own blood, and he seemed to glance toward the corner.
What kind of look was that?
With that single glance, Lox's heart nearly stopped. Nothing remained in Horus's once-amber eyes but the radiance of Chaos. Four forces seemed to swirl within the endless darkness—the source that had brought about Horus's fall.
Yes, Horus had discovered them. He had discovered Lox and Curze in the corner.
Yet just as the Wolf Lord walked toward them, everything before their eyes returned to chaos, and Lox found himself back in the hall of the Vengeful Spirit where he had first arrived.
Its splendor had been defiled by severed human limbs and blood. Eerie Warp ghostfire still lingered on the floor, countless Space Marine corpses piled into mountains, and foul air rushed into their faces.
Broken power swords and shattered armor littered the ground. Countless brave warriors had fought to the death, filling this bottomless meat grinder with their bones and blood.
Only this time, Sanguinius and Horus's battle had moved to another chamber. The Great Angel had learned his lesson and deliberately kept his distance, using the Spear of Telesto to harry his foe.
Yet the fatal blow still