‘I have been tempted before,’ Sanguinius snarled. ‘I did not fall then. I will not fall now.’ He tried to lift his sword. It would not move. The female daemon tapped his neck, warning him to cease, inviting him to try again. ‘Tempted,’ said Madail. ‘Tempted by the divided. You shall be, as I, the undivided. Before was not for you. Now is for you. Now is destiny. Now is the truth of fate. Become what your form decrees. You are the Angel of Ruin.’
