"Alert! Alert! Exhibit 001 is out of control! Repeat! Exhibit 001 is out of control!" The shrill alarm instantly rang throughout Solemnace.
Countless defensive turrets hidden in the walls and ceilings extended their barrels like awakening vipers, eerie green energy gathering at their muzzles. Thousands upon thousands of Necron Warriors were activated in their dormant tombs, their green electronic eyes lighting up in swaths across the darkness.
At that moment, all of Solemnace, the museum that had slumbered for tens of millions of years, became a fully activated... fortress of war.
"Quick response." Horus pressed himself against a cold pillar, listening to the increasingly dense footsteps and the charging whine of energy weapons outside. There was not a trace of fear on his face.
Baby Fulgrim, perched on his shoulder, seemed affected by the charged atmosphere as well. He nervously clutched a decorative metal tube on Horus's helmet, his little body rigid, yet he made not a sound. His violet eyes surveyed this bizarre, unfamiliar world with curiosity and apprehension.
"Hold tight, deputy curator. We're about to play a round of Subway Surfers."
With a low growl, Horus shot forward like an arrow loosed from a bow, hugging the shadows along the wall as he charged toward the maintenance passage entrance behind the enormous statue's pedestal!
"Target sighted! Sector G-7! Open fire!"
Several automated turrets immediately locked onto him. Devastating gauss beams swept out like green scythes of death, instantly cutting off his path.
"Too slow!"
Horus neither dodged nor ducked. Just as the beams were about to strike him, he slammed Worldbreaker into the floor!
CLANG-!!
The enormous Power Hammer struck the metal floor in a blinding shower of sparks. Using the recoil, his massive body flipped through the air with impossible agility, evading every attack!
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!