An hour later, Fulgrim finally finished his work. Admiring the "perfect" sculpture, he lifted his goblet again in satisfaction and drained the red liquid within.
"Hmm? Lucius, the one who disappointed the Dark Prince, is still alive? How interesting." Only then did Fulgrim receive the messages sent from various quarters through the Warp.
"And Miriael? How did those two end up together? How strange. Have Miriael's tastes grown that extreme? Desire truly is an abyss, but losing oneself in that abyss feels so good."
Fulgrim had still been speaking in a mocking tone when his expression suddenly changed, first to surprise, then excitement!
"Well done! Very well done! They actually entered the Webway! The Dark Prince will be pleased!" Fulgrim laughed without restraint.
The entire planet trembled at his laughter. A shadow rose from its surface, beating its wings like an enormous roc as it flew into the depths of the Warp.
Within the Webway, in the innermost district of a city called Korota, an Aeldari warrior wearing a Howling Banshee helmet suddenly attacked in front of the Webway Gate, slaughtering every Aeldari warrior stationed there in a storm of blows.
Stepping over blood and corpses, the Aeldari warrior removed his helmet and tossed it onto the ground, revealing Lucius's ugly face.
He opened the Webway Gate, and a mercury-colored light filled the entire gateway.
Warriors corrupted by Chaos stepped out of that pure, shining light, one after another. Most were Chaos Space Marines of Slaanesh, with a few Corrupted Sisters under Miriael's command among them.
Lucius waited silently, not sparing the Chaos warriors a glance as they filed through, until Miriael finally emerged from the gate in her full battle gear.
"Nicely done, Lucius. I knew you could do it," Miriael said with a smile.
On Miriael's beautiful face,