The Thousand Sons champion floated silently behind Li Anjun, flying almost flush against the ceiling.
Seeing that the warrior in Mark X armour was still examining the patches, the Rubric Marines closed to a foolproof distance and raised their Bolters, aiming at his exposed head.
The instant the Hellfire Bolts left their barrels, their soul-destroying fluctuations caught the Patchwork Robe's attention.
Again? So you've changed positions.
Li Anjun instantly received a warning from the Warp, and a Psychic Shield formed behind him.
Patchwork Robe: Step aside. I'm joining the fight. I'll beat him myself.
The power of Enchantment instantly filled Li Anjun's consciousness with the roars of countless mortals. He knew clearly that someone had launched an attack on his soul. Even without turning around, he could still sense everything around him.
Without so much as looking back, he retaliated with several bolts of Waaagh! Lightning. Thunder swept over the wicked as sacred psyker power struck. The Thousand Sons champion reacted swiftly, pulling a Rubric Marine in front of himself.
Agonized screams rose from the hollow armour, like a gale pouring through its shattered Tactical Visor and howling inside at a piercing pitch.
Blue lightning danced across the Power Armour, jumping from joint to joint. The fully sealed suit began to "leak," exposing the bound soul to the real world, where the reality barrier mercilessly crushed it.
The Thousand Sons champion immediately gathered up his comrade's soul, turned, and fled.
This enemy Librarian was stronger than he had imagined.
He flew along a valve conduit, constantly releasing illusions to confuse his pursuer.
Li Anjun kept his eyes tightly shut as his body moved beyond his control, relentlessly pursuing the enemy. His soul could clearly see the psyker power flowing within him.
This was not the first time this had happened.