As the towering figure of Szarekh, the Silent King, steps forth from the shadows, a chilling aura of ancient power envelops the room. The air crackles with anticipation as he raises his regal staff, adorned with the symbols of his dynasty. His voice, deep and resonant, echoes with the weight of eons past.

"Behold, mortals, for I am Szarekh, the Silent King, master of the Necrons, ruler of the dynasties, and harbinger of doom to all who oppose my will!"