"Master Tan…"
The name echoed in sorrow.
Kalysta froze as the words fell, remembering this unique being!
A sharp gasp caught in the throat of one of the other Primarchs, while Master Etheopa…bellowed!
"You- !" Her voice cracked through the air heavily. "Master Tan went missing a million years ago! You…! You devoured him?!"
Her body trembled, the pain behind her madness unmistakable. The golden garden around her blazed as its petals danced violently in the frost, burning like a sun had been trapped in the cold.
Hannibal, broken and kneeling, pulsed with lividity at even having to reveal this!
But Noah… remained unmoved.
He stood above him, arms behind his back, the frost at his feet undisturbed.
"Do you feel it?" His voice was soft. "The weight pressing down on your existence?"
Master Hannibal's lips quivered. He could barely lift his face, blood clinging to the edge of his jaw. He gave a slight, almost imperceptible nod.
