His eyes blazed, embers flickered to infernos. The eldar child raised her hands higher, defiance turning into fear upon her alien features. Numeon held the others back, warning them with a look not to intervene. Glaring down at her, Vulkan raised his fist…

Don’t do it…

…and turned the air into fire. The eldar child’s screams didn’t last. They merged with the roar of the flames, turning into one horrific cacophony of sound. When it was over and the last xenos was a smoking husk of burned meat, Vulkan looked up and met the gaze of the Night Lords.