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Unlike the silence that was held before, when the Primarch was thinking of how to weigh a more simple matter, now the two were held in the grip of the man. You would think that asking how one diverts their resources would have been more of an issue, but that is where one is the most wrong when it comes to military matters.
It is the structure that matters the most. A realm can have the greatest amount of resources available but if it failed to innovate in the realm of delegation it would fail. While it might not be thought to be innovation, the scheme of authority that a military had was indeed one. That your scheme of military matters must follow the needs of the society they are to serve.
A more centralized military would mean a united and strong force. One that if tactics, resources, and aptitude were on par would destroy a decentralized foe. The other way around, a decentralized structure might not be as strong as the united it makes up for that in reactiveness.
That is to ignore the idea of corruption with this organizational structure.
As such the weight of the decision was something that could not be asked for quickly and without extreme thought. This thought was something that would require an entire room of barons and kings along with the centuries of already established practices to really realize the endevor.
Such things were now within the mind of a single man. Primarch he may be, even his own kin equal to him will shatter under such immense weight.
Thus the two watched the Primarch, his hands no longer moving as if all inputs were removed from them. Any beeps or sounds of Machine Spirits silent as he removed himself from their workings.
To the Astartes, the only things they could hear from the Primarch was the ever clicking sound of cogitators writing numerous lines of code. All in an endeavor to assist their master in this moment of thought.
And somehow, within this Fortress that forever placed pressure upon the souls who dared enter it, the Astartes felt the pressure of thought. Not one of presence, of an immense charisma that beings like Horus and Leman had in their stark times of working with the respective warlords. No, this was the pressure that came not from the outside but from the inside.
Their minds, which should have been robbed of a Primarch’s presence, organically created it through the rationalization of human thought. Rationalized fear and awe.
