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IC: the Nightbringer howls in rage as it rises with two newly grown arms as his foe escapes. He then reabsorbed into the Nova and the star looks up at the trail of the Thunderhawk as leaves. "Do not fret my dear friend, our mark is on him, and soon we shall meet again, and then his soul shall be yours to first drink from." The C'tan then vanishes in a blaze of light and reappears aboard the bridge of Dagorekh's ship which was waiting hidden in orbit for him.

The Phaeron looks pleased to see the transcendent C'tan and bows respectfully before the Nova does the same. "A fine battle?" Dagorekh inquirers. "Unlike any I have fought since the war in heaven. And I have placed my mark on many, they shall meet me in battle once again, whether they be cast into the deepest darkest dungeon of the greatest fortress on the fringes of the universe." He stops and turns back to Dagorekh, "so, where to old friend?" "The crown world is awakening. We go, to Tyranus." "The cold heart, it will be good to see it again." "Perhaps." The Souless Doom powers up its engines then vanishes away.

As for the Necrons native to Duram, they returned home, and would later rise to control a large part of the subsector, though their dynasty never saw the heights that Isandrekh did.

The next page in this book must now be opened, look upon the heading; Ice Sheets of Tyranus. Even within the first paragraph blood begins to flow like water for that is way of the galaxy.

There is only war!