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The One reaches out, and gathers power into it's hand. And yet, even as it does so, it can feel itself weakening. The energy slips from between it's fingers, and even as it grabs at order, it can feel corruption seeping into it. "You think you can wield the powers of order, when your mind is filled with chaos? Perhaps we did overestimate you, a little girl throwing a little tantrum. Perhaps... perhaps there is no need of you. It seems you will not need our assistance. However, I am a being of kindness." The hundred voices spoke in unison, cunning and cruel, as the Warp Storm seemed to draw back from this world. The world of Tor-6 was revealed once more, it's surface completely barren. All that remained there were twisted mutants of the warp, and even they died soon, for unknown reasons. What remained was a dead world, covered in corpses, drenched in blood, and corrupted by the influences of Chaos. And yet, a single place remained untainted, a single location.

Should the One investigate, it would find a single city block which seemed to be completely untouched by chaos. Not a single corpse litered it's streets, not a single drop of blood had fouled the earth. It was as if the populace had simply disappeared. All that could be seen of the Daemons of Chaos was a white ash.