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<span class="mu-s">“LORGAR!”</span> TalOS yelled as he could feel the machines within his body begin to activate and prime themselves for combat, “You bastard!”
Before TalOS could cross the space completely the hand of Rogal Dorn was raised in front of him. TalOS yielded, for he noticed the exact reason his brother had done so.
“Hold it there brother, we need to be careful.” Already moving with the ever present false smile Horus approached TalOS. The First found glanced at the corners of the room where the Custodian Guard were finishing up the expelling of those not members of the transhuman brotherhood, “We do not need to be yelling eachother’s name across the room like that.”
“I could care less if we are before the entire court of humanity, Lorgar will tell me why and how he made this!” TalOS quickly raised before the group the Tarot card that he had been carrying.
“He does not need to tell you anything.” Fulgrim said as he came to the side of Horus with a fiendish grin. He seemed to be enjoying the anger which was written across the face of TalOS as he growled.
“Fulgrim, Horus, you two do not need to be my shields.” Lorgar, who was the last remaining Primarch yet to speak came from behind the two of them, “TalOS, it has been too long.”
TalOS was about to yell at his brother but this time the hand of Guilliman was placed upon his shoulder. The meaning was clear, that the anger he felt was going to get him no where. Such meaning TalOS felt was hard to convey as Gulliman had an undercurrent of fear running through his very soul.
“Answer my questions.” TalOS said as he held back his anger.
“What you hold within your hand is the miracle I wish to share with all of humanity. A proof of the Emperor’s divinity within a deck of cards. With the Emperor’s Tarot mankind will be able to peer into the future without being a psyker.” He said with a smile that said he was the victor, “The secrets of their creation are mine to hold.”
It was a taunt. One that TalOS might just go for willingly.
>Take a table and throw it at him’
>The Mechanicum will sanction the Word Bearers, officially.
>Know that all those who gave you these secrets shall be purged.
>Suggest other methods.
