Marbas was not particularly famous in the Warp. Aside from being the only member of the Fallen to ascend to daemonhood, he had little renown, but he was Azrael's sworn enemy.
He had successfully invaded The Rock, the Dark Angels' monastery, during Azrael's tenure as Chapter Master.
No force had managed that in who knew how many years. It was like xenos breaking into the Imperial Palace during a Marshal of the Adeptus Custodes' tenure-a humiliation for anyone.
He now ranked just below Cypher and Luther among the Fallen the Dark Angels most wanted to capture.
As it happened, Cypher was aboard the Light of the People.
His prison escapes were nothing short of relentless and miraculous. Every time something happened, he found a way to slip out. The Adeptus Custodes had arrested him more times than anyone could count.
By comparison, the Lion Sword was guarded far more securely. As a divine weapon that served as one of the Fire of Cutting's emergency weapons for Victor, the Chapter protected it with downright insane dedication.
Evan now felt that if he rode his little motorcycle out for a spin with the Lion Sword in hand, every last Dark Angel present would have to run after him. The battlefield could become deserted within minutes.
"Keep an eye on Cypher. I have a feeling he's about to escape again."
"Chapter Master, why exactly are we keeping him locked up?"
"We'll need him soon."
The Beiwei Army was restless. They desperately wanted a fight. The entrance to Evan's command room had practically become an art gallery, with idle Dawn Angels coming over to compare painting skills with the White Scars Sons. There were sculptures, porcelain, woodcrafts...
Aside from a Silver Throne that could only be used in emergencies, the entrance to the command