What appeared before Laine and Amelia was a fierce duel.
Julius was fully armed, clad in meteorite iron rune plate armor forged by Dwarfs, both hands gripping a gorgeously shaped two-handed knight sword blessed by the Lake God Prophet. He held the longsword, radiating Pure Light, across his chest, straining to withstand his enemy's ferocious onslaught.
Because his opponent's attacks were simply too violent.
"Purify! Purify! Purify!!!" The Primarch of the Word Bearers was in rags, wearing a coarse robe like that of an Ascetic Monk, torn and tattered, reeking of earth and ink. Lorgar's entire body was plastered with all kinds of scriptures. He was clearly sinking into a state known as religious frenzy: "Purify! Purify everything!"
