The Collected and Collated Annals of the battles, wars and conflicts of Aurish Prime: Part 6: Odium

He watched as the…thing folded into reality. Horrific and unreal and…he turned away, he could no longer watch. “Vox screen off”, he muttered, and the servitor burbled its affirmation. He turned to face the dark clad Astartes.

“Do you see now?” said the Prophet. “This is but a fraction of our power. To pull such as he from the warp…”

The thought prayed upon the other's mind, “I do. I must know such power.”

The prophet laughed then. “Must you? I see your heart, human. It is not power you crave, but certainty. Speak honestly, or this accord will be broken.”

The other paused then, before speaking words that surely would be damnation.

“You are right; it is not power I crave, but knowledge. If you can…return that thing to life, I wonder how much more could be achieved through such means by those who serve the Holy Emperor?”

Silence, and then the Prophet turned to leave.

“So much more, Ecclesiarch, so much more. Gather your forces. March with us on the city. Witness our allies, cleanse the xenos, and I will furnish you with such knowledge. If you survive. If Odium, blessed be, grants it.”

The Ecclesiarch calls out as he marches from his chambers. "Prepare my throne! Summon the herald! And ready the ark! The time is upon us! Hurry now!" Around him, servants hurried to obey.