After firing a shot at Magnus, the Thunderhawk lurched and came crashing toward them. Its pilot was also a Sister of Silence, and the daemons clinging to its hull were suffering terribly.
The blast knocked the Daemon Primarch off balance.
Ina was kicked away. She should have taken a daemon's punch, which would have killed her or left her half-dead, but now she merely lost her balance and fell.
She adjusted her posture in midair and saw Dorn's sturdy arm extended below her, like an ancient pine rooted in a sheer cliff. Holding his shield, he swung it halfway around his side and thrust it upward.
Dorn's instincts told him that unless he raised his shield, the girl would plant another foot on his face.
The shield caught Ina securely. The Primarch swung it like a sling and hurled her upward with all his strength.
The Sister of Silence flew upward far faster than she had fallen, hurtling toward Magnus like a shell fired from a cannon. To the Daemon Primarch, she was lethal.
A shadow grew larger and larger in the sky. Magnus used sorcery to enlarge his body a hundredfold and caught the incoming Thunderhawk.
The gunboat piloted by the Sister of Silence was like a red-hot iron ball. The daemons clinging to it served as makeshift "gloves," allowing the Thousand Sons Primarch to hold it briefly before hurling it into the distance.
At the same time, pain stabbed through his waist.
The Executioner Greatsword sank fully into his body, but Magnus had grown too large. Ina felt that even a blade three times as long could not have pierced his kidney.
But with her pressed against him, the Daemon Primarch shrank like a deflating ball. Unable to sustain his flight spell, he plummeted.
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