The primarch stared at the console in front of him, his gaze unmoving and his demeanor stoic. The Reapers where doing a complete massacre with his troops and he couldn't avoid to feel both anger and guilt about this situation. "Wasn't taking my son's life away enough?" His subvocals rumbled with resignation. Then a knock was made at his door, he stood straight with his authoritarian appeareance and said firmly

"Come on in."

He waited to see his unexpected guest