Finally, after so many ups and downs through the immaterium, Kanan opened his eyes in real space. Accustomed to his soulwill travel from a placefor another against his will, the first thing the ork did was confirm that, indeed, he was not in the warp.

His eyes quickly fell on a strange vaulted ceiling, which was completely devoid of those extravagant imperial neo-renaissance paintings. On the other hand, the color of the materials with which it was made gave it a very peculiar beauty.

Kanan found himself inside an enclosure, lying on a bed that barely fit his enormous body, but was surprisingly comfortable. Although he didn't even remember what comfort was.

The ork raised his body, seeing the entire interior in great detail. A very simple interior, more like an altar than a room, but definitely in a style I had never seen before. Not in this life... nor in the previous one.

His body weighed much more than normal, probably from the time he was lying there. How long had it been? Hours? Days? He couldn't say it, but what he did know was that he was terribly hungry.

Little by little he stood up, and quickly could see his equipment leaning on the corner of the room. Kanan approached slowly. Their footsteps echoed in the small room. Nothing particularly caught his attention, as his mind was quite preoccupied. Murrey, Kurnet, David, the boys. What could have happened to them? Slaanesh plucked them from the battle of Atem III, and Murrey retreated before his victory over Lucius. They'll be fine? Could they be alive? Thinking about the idea of ​​having lost them broke their hearts.

Finally, Kanan reached his equipment and prepared to put it on. He took the black templar pauldron with the logo torn by Slaanesh himself, but as he held it in his hands, something quickly caught his attention.

The shoulder pad had a shine like he had never seen before. Completely clean, although it still bore the battle marks on the metal, and it also had a quite pleasant scent, like some kind of perfume. And not only that.

When he looked at himself, he could see his bright green skin tone. Was his skin so shiny and green? Now that he thought about it, he had never taken a bath since he was reincarnated as an ork, so his body was always covered in dirt and blood. He never actually cared. Now it was truly green.

His sword, the one he took from Chaplain Heldredd, was shiny as newly forged metal, and its smallest dents had been repaired. Someone with great talent was undoubtedly the creator of such work, since the orks did not have that delicacy with their crafts. The question was... Who was responsible for everything?

If there was one thing Kanan knew, it was that the answer wouldn't be inside that room. I could wait. Eventually someone would show up and explain the situation to him, but patience for these things was never his strongest point. Very different from how he acted on the battlefield.

Kanan approached the door to the room, which had a very peculiar design, with soft curves and no sharp corners. With the characteristic shape of an egg, and right in the center, a great challenge.

A control panel seemed to be the mechanism to open said door. a control panel whose buttons were clearly designed for someone with very fine fingers. Something he didn't have. In a pure act of faith, Kanan tried to press a button, although with his huge finger he pressed about five at the same time.

In his mind, the most logical thing would be that the button in the upper left corner would be the one that opened the door, but instead, it ended up activating soft music inside the room, at the same time that the intensity of the light became increasingly faint. That definitely wasn't it.

Kanan continued experimenting, but all he managed to do was change the atmosphere of the room over and over again. Going so far as to activate the anti-fire system which soaked every centimeter of his body. Drying that white hair was going to be a pain later. Now, Kanan kept staring at the control panel like a child at a cookie jar. His concentration was very deep, trying to remember which buttons he had pressed and which ones he hadn't, since the amount was ridiculous. I could already feel its natureorchid emerge, pushing him to break the door with just his brute force, but reason told him otherwise. And finally... the door opened. But not by the ork's will.

Kanan opened his eyes when he saw on the other side ato the side, who let out a scream and curses in her language when she saw him, because what she least imagined was that the ork was right behind the door. Especially because of its large size, which was impressive even when crouched.

Kanan could barely ask where he was, and theto the side He fled the scene as if there was no tomorrow. And that evenan orc I was speaking to him in his language, but to no avail. Kanan now found himself in a long lifeless corridor, which seemed to reach to infinity itself. Still, what caught the ork's attention the most was the tray of food thatto the side He dropped to the ground after being scared. A shame, butan orc He didn't mind taking the fruits, meats and whatever he could hold and putting them in his mouth as he walked through the endless hallways, after all, an ork is not very picky about food.

Walking aimlessly or meaninglessly in an unknown place is undoubtedly not a good idea, especially when you don't even know if there may be hostiles nearby. Kanan walked down the endless corridor hoping to find something, but the fact that theto the side running away as soon as they saw him didn't help much. At least they couldtell you how get out of there, especially because he was already tired of walking crouched down.

Apparently, fortune was on his side. A huge door through whichcould pass without having to bend down was located on one side of the corridor. With his keen hearing, he could hear a lot of noise on the other side, as well as a constant murmur. And best of all, the door panel had a single button. It was as if he was crying out for me to take that path... Or at least that was what the ork had in his mind... And he had no shortage of reasons.

̈Wonderfull. ̈ It was the only thought the white-maned ork could have when seeing such a marvel of Aeldari engineering. Although in his mind it could not be compared with the magnificence of the great imperial palaces, he could not deny that the infinity of structures and curvilinear features very characteristic of engineers was impressive.in aeldari.

Kanan already had his suspicions, but now he was completely convinced. He looked up, and could see a wonderful and endless dome, which to measure in kilometers or miles would be complete stupidity, since the craft worldsin aeldari They were as big as planets. Simply a marvel of technology. Something that humanity had a long way to go to achieve.

But the emotion ofan orc It didn't last long. When Kanan lowered his head, he found a crowd ofin aeldari looking at him with fear. They were not warriors, and most had never even seen any being of another species. But an ork is easy to identify no matter the circumstances... As well as how dangerous they could be.

Kanan expected the worst.Even now He took a step back to return to the interior of the corridor, away from everyone's sight. The least I wanted was to have problems with thein aeldari in his own fortress world, but if he was convinced of one thing, it was that he would not let himself be defeated without a fight. Although it was obvious that this was one he couldn't win. But to their amazement, thein aeldari They kept looking at him... very different from the one who ran away as soon as she saw him, or those who avoided him inside the corridor. And suddenly:

?????: - I shouldn't be here... The orks should be in the... coliseum... like the rest. -

Kanan turned his gaze to the source of the voice, finding a soldier, one wearing the typical clothing of a Relentless Avenger, who was doing his best to speak the language orchid, although he knew he didn't master it. But this one was going to get a good surprise.

Kanan:-The Colisseum? Is that where my boys are?- More than one aeldari He was impressed when he heard it.

Avenger:-Oh... I thought only Murrey was capable of speaking our language. -

Kanan:- I make my effort. Could you take me to the rest of mine? -

Avenger:-Yeah. Please. Follow me... And try not to break anything. -

That last comment was quite abrupt, but judging by his expression Kanan could assume that one of his kids had screwed up. The soldier led Kanan towards a type of light transport, which seemed to be some kind of flying patrol, which, for obvious reasons, could barely handle the weight of the huge ork... but somehow managed to carry them at full speed. both.

Avenger:-Could you explain to me how you came to the noble district? - He asked somewhat annoyed.

Kanan:-I don't know... To tell the truth. I just... woke up there.-

Avenger:-¨Se woke upover there¨ - He repeated with irony. -I have heard better-crafted justifications. -

Kanan didn't have the slightest bit of anger to hit him. That aeldari was acting like a total idiot, and the only reason the ork didn't hammer his head with his fist was because he was the pilot, otherwise the transport would collapse and he didn't know how to pilot that thing. Luckily, the famous coliseum was not far away.

Avenger:-Well... Just stay inside with the rest and don't do anything else stupid. Understood? -

Now it's gone too far. Kanan tried to remain calm, but that air of superiority that thisaeldari It was quite a hassle. The white-haired ork looked at the avenger, unaware of the intimidating aura he emanated. An aura so dense that even a Relentless Avenger felt threatened. Heaeldari He could only take a step back, while feeling all that pressure that the ork emanated on him, and without saying anything else, he turned around and walked away as quickly as possible.

Hean orc He could do nothing but sigh at what had happened. For now, his highest priority would be to reunite with his people, so he entered the ovoid structure that was clearly the coliseum. Furthermore, the screams of a fight coming from inside clearly told him that this was the right place. That... and the differentin aeldari in armor that patrolled the area... Surely a containment force in case things got out of control. He couldn't blame them... They were enemies after all.

Kanan entered the coliseum, marveling at the architectural beauty of the place. The corridors were huge, enough for a Titan Knight to enter without any problem. Surely those corridors led beasts of incredible size for public events.

Each step brought him closer and closer to his destination. The light at the end of the tunnel prevented him from seeing what was on the other side, and only the screams of the other orcs confirmed the presence of the chikos. But when he finally came out on stage and his eyes adjusted to the sudden change in light, he saw something that left him quite perplexed.

Theorkos Were they... training? In no sane mind of any being in the galaxy, theorkos They were capable of doing such a thing. They were war-hungry beasts that rushed into battle by mere instinct. But no... Not them.

Most of the orks who accompanied Kanan when Slaanesh teleported them to the craftworld were his personal guard. nobleman who had fought alongsideKurnet, but those¨entrenamientos¨ They did not go beyond a mere bare-knuckle fight to see who was stronger. But before his eyes something very different was happening.

The ork nobles fought in pairs, carrying a shield and a melee weapon, whether it was a sword, an axe, or whatever was useful to them. The shields were clearly not engineeringorchid, because they were too refined for them. Surely they were taken from the armory of the coliseum, and at Murrey's voice, some attacked while others defended.

Murrey: - One! Two! Three! Four! Repeat! -

Kanan saw all this and froze. Stunned by an image he never thought he would see. An inconceivable image. An image... that not onlyhim shocked the first time.

?????: - Surprising... without a doubt. -

Kanan looked up at the stands of the coliseum, where he found aaeldari whose voice he remembered very well. She was the one who fought alongside him against Lucius, and had to retreat after the turn of events. The only difference was that he was not wearing his battle helmet now.

Kanan:-I see you're still alive. -

Aeldari:-Okay... It seems I've let you down. -

Kanan:-Not at all... And tell me... Do you have anything to do with that?- He asked while pointing to theboys training.

Aeldari:-MMM. Maybe... Although I just gave them an incentive. The restit depended themselves.-

Kanan:-I can't imagine how you managed to...-

Orko: - Look! Ez the boss! -

Before the cry ofan orc, all the sounds of hitting metal on metal stopped. Kanan and theaeldari They turned their gaze to the center of the arena, where hundreds of looks of happiness and enthusiasm were pointing towards thean orc with white hair. The orks didn't think twice, and rushed towards their leader.

From the way they ran wildly, theaeldari He thought they were going to beat him to death, but Kanan just stood by, and as if things couldn't get any weirder, Kanan charged at them. What the hell was he up to? Theaeldari He would never have imagined it.

Kanan attacked theorkos who were in the front row like a bull in a bullfight in Samplona. The noble orks flew into the air despite their enormous weight, and the purple-painted orks who managed to survive all this time did not have the slightest chance. Kanan faced bare fist against the metalorchid of the armor, and defeated them in a huge and uneven fight.

The Warboss had wielded enormous strength before all of these events, but now he enjoyed overwhelming power like few orks in this galaxy had ever experienced. The blessing of Gorko and Morko, absolute gods of war. Not even Murrey, the one capable of resisting five minutes against histhe caudillo was able to defeat him. A very reunionorchid... definitely.

Murrey: - Good to see you... my lord. - He said, still lying on the ground after the blows he received, but even an ork like him shed a tear of happiness when he saw his lord.

Kanan: - I'm glad to be back. - He responded as he stretched out a hand to lift him up.