The moment Rogier appeared, Sergeant Sero Alex began cursing him, calling him a traitor to the Space Wolves. This pleased Rogier. At least the Dark Angels, like him, never doubted the other's loyalty.
Rogier spent a little time considering what expression a traitor would wear. It did not take long. Recordings of the deaths of the traitors who had joined the Red Corsairs aboard the Wolf of Fenris were still available.
"The Emperor's firstborn Successor Chapter? Nothing special. It seems you're already on the road to destruction."
"Traitor! The Emperor's punishment will come!"
"Only useless fools who don't know their own goals would say that." Rogier had to admit that, although most of the traitors he had encountered had lost their minds and howled in madness, the powerful ones who retained their sanity all had clear obsessions.
"Whose flames will burn, whose thunder will descend-those words mean nothing. I wouldn't even use them to boost morale."
The Old Wolf pointed at Sergeant Sero Alex. "You have no idea what your goal is. You follow the Emperor's will, but do you know what that will is? You don't. You just shout nonsense, because beyond that, you have no idea what he intends to do. We're different."
This was what Rogier genuinely believed. "Our goal is as clear as it was during the Great Crusade. It isn't empty talk about exterminating xenos and burning heretics. You lot keep shouting 'for the Emperor,' yet you've never said what the Emperor wants. We're different. We dare to tell the whole world our goal: Liberate the Entire Galaxy."
Rogier still held himself back, unable to voice anything more blasphemous. Fortunately, the Dark Angel before him successfully steered his own thoughts toward Horus and the Great Crusade.
Upon hearing "as clear as it was during the