Karnis stood in the center of a large chamber. Presumably this one of the ships many hangers. But now it was something far more sinister. It was a ritual chamber. Hordes of cultists lined the building. Nurglets, Khornites, Slaaneshies, and Tzneetchians; all were present. The drums picked up a steadily increasing tempo that the crowds echoed throughout the bay. Karnis reaches out and slams his axe into the ground as a warp rift tears open the size of the hangerbays launch doors. Madness beyond shines through, emotion and thought made manifest in the tumor of despairity. [b][i]"Why have you called upon us?" Echo 4 voices from the warp.[/i][/b] [b]"The deny me the right of power! These mortals deny the right rule of Chaos and those of Chaos make allience with those of the corpse emperor!"[/b] [b][i]"Such concerns are trivial. Why should we care about the lives of a few."[/i][/b] [b]"I don't want a few! I want them all! I will not rest until ever being on this ship bows to true power or lies dead with their skulls in my throne! I don't seek vengengce. I seek EXTERMINATION."[/b] Karnis retorts in anger to the powers of the warp. The entire crowd goes silent in terror of the Daemon princes rage. To kill another being was one thing but to ask, no demand, retribution for the powers of the warp was a thing of arrogance and idiocracy unheard of. [b][i]"your wish shall be granted."[/i][/b] With that the gate sealed in a cataclysmic implosion [spoiler]bring the heat Ful.[/spoiler]