We arrived at was a poor example of critical thinking too, roaming the Eye of Terror and killing demons one by one. For ten thousand years.
Sanguinius started glowing on the glass throne, possibly scanning the entire sector with his psyker powers. Maybe even reading tilines, if my guess was correct.
"We are needed here, Lord Lancefire. There is a fleet of Black Templars nearby, purging the xenos in the Ghoul Stars. With our help, there will be fewer losses and the fight will be over in months instead of a decade." the Primarch demanded as his glowing eyes opened to stare at .
I sighed inward at his bleeding heart, now also painted on my shoulder, like all Lanters had.
"All right. phiston, you take the chair and keep watch. Inquisitor Ramaeus, you wait here and investigate." I ordered with a flat voice, then grabbed my Primarch and returned to my ship.
"Take the helm, my lord. You know where we're going, after all." I muttered and pointed at the Captain's Chair.
Sanguinius snorted and sat down, fingers blurring on the holoscreen while setting up our course to intercept the Crusade.
With another flicker, the Deathwatch of Lady Velayne appeared around her, then a dozen of my techpriests and a pair of Silent Sisters with a particular set of orders. Just making sure no foul play could happen, until we returned.
And if those techpriests were rather adept at technology espionage and biological experints, only a coincidence.
A week later, I had finished impregnating those blonde won donated so generously by the Death Specters, and was enjoying my favorite pasti with Amberley and Lucille, when we dropped from void-speed to normal engines, and my labyrinth vision filled with crystal ships battling the Black Templars while a few planets and moons were being assaulted by a thousand Astartes and 10 million serfs so of them even piloting Sentinels and light tanks. Weasels in particular.
Made very proud to see my work used to exterminate Cythor Fiends, their distorted bodies resembling a preying mantis. Heavy flars worked great on them, but then there were few creatures able to withstand heavy flars.
Heavy bolters also worked, because they were made to kill xenos by design.
"Ladies, you're both with child now, so I don't recomnd you land. I promise I'll save so test subjects for your labs." I muttered in between suckling on Amberley's twin peaks.
Lucille suckled my spear harder, probably not that pleased with my cavalier attitude.
Amberley just hugged my head to her chest. "We do have to send reports back to our Conclave, my dear. We'll wait till the heavy fighting is over though, and wear the helts. The sll of burned corpses is not good for the baby." the Inquisitor explained while enjoying my ministrations.
"Switch places?" I proposed in a smirk, and drew Lucille up to be suckled and pampered.
The blonde Inquisitor smiled coyly and began licking my chevallier's symbol, her eyes promising a long session of torture and interrogation.
Like I said, very dangerous, but so worth it!
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