"So, we prepared a gift for you."
"You can try to destroy it. With your strength, your sword, your psychic power. But..." Tzeentch's laughter brimmed with malice. "The moment it breaks, the divine power compressed inside will be released all at once. Then it won't just be this planet. Every mortal in the entire sector will become our follower."
"Of course, you could also choose to leave," Tzeentch said. "It isn't your fault, after all. You've done your best. No one will blame you."
Saul silently gazed at the engine.
"Well?" Tzeentch urged. "Make your choice, little insect. Destroy it and doom the sector? Or leave and let this planet continue to rot? Or..."
Tzeentch's voice grew even more sinister. "You could try entering the engine and absorbing that divine power with your body and soul. But if you do, you will die a very, very horrible death."
"And even if you're willing to sacrifice yourself, you might not succeed. The amount of divine power inside is far beyond anything you can imagine."
Saul finally spoke. "Are you finished?"
"Hmm?"
"I said, are you finished spouting nonsense?" Saul turned to face the enormous eye, golden light gleaming in his own. "If you are, shut up and watch."
He turned to his battle-brothers.
"Brothers, evacuate this planet."
"What?!" Karen stared at him in shock. "Chapter Master, you..."
"That's an order," Saul said calmly. "There's no point in you staying here. You'll only die for nothing. Leave this place, return to the Chapter, and keep protecting those who need us."
"But you..." Gareth's voice trembled.
"I'll be all right." Saul smiled, though even he didn't believe those words. "I'm a Living Saint, remember? The Emperor will protect me."
"I'm not leaving!" Karen said stubbornly. "If we die, we die together!"
"Karen." Saul