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Now was not the time to fall back, the Omnissiah decided. In the overall scheme of things this was not the greatest amount of pressure that Magnus could layer upon this line and breaking upon it would prove to be an issue.
With that decision made he began browsing all the options he had. He had a limited amount of resources to keep on this fight. It was in some way a replenishing source but the replenishment takes roughly one to two hundred thousand years. Each of these were powerful however and the Omnissiah suspected he only needed the resources for as long as Horus Lupercal was alive.
The Omnissiah reached into the materium, where the many shards of the Machine God gives him the view of what things are like on the outside. His consciousness sifted through the fabric and gripped upon a stellar phenomena that was perfect for the coming trial.
His hands waved in the air as the Motive Force closed in upon the Webway Gate that was hidden among the cloud dust. It was a little struggle to make sure the webway opened correctly, but with a push of his hand he shifted their existence just that little bit to one side.
The sky above the assaulting forces opened to reveal the stars themselves. Then the fine particles of space came pouring into the chamber like small shooting stars. They were anything but for the bits of stardust the Omnissiah elected to bring to this plane of existence were hotter than a plasma reactor. Each and every one of them a primordial burning that was closer in relation to the C’Tan than anything else in existence.
The Daemons fell as their bodies were set alight. Several of the Changers tried to shield themselves from the onslaught but these fools could not stop the truth of the Universe. That no matter how hard they fight, no matter how grand the Chaos Gods think themselves, they cannot change the current of the Motive Force. As the Omnissiah was its will personified, he made sure to teach them.
Just as suddenly as it came though it was gone, the room covered in yellow space dust from the cluster that the Omnissiah pulled from.
In the devastation it was only the armored warriors of the Astartes who survived. Their flesh covered by the ceramite armor that was meant to be void worthy. Forced into what was now exposure they quickly began crossing the gap for they were now fully exposed.
The message the Omnissiah sent was quite clear to his brother it seemed though, for when the Tzeentchian Daemons turned into the blue balefire of death the army finally appeared.
