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The God Emperor sighed, as he read the minds of these beings. They were weak-willed, malevolent creatures. They could no more be called life than the dirt he stood on, and would be treated as such. He disliked using others as mindless slaves, but it seemed that he would be forced to do so by circumstances. His forces at current were no match for the approaching darkness, he would need all the muscle he could get. Even if the means of acquisition were... questionable.

Of course, the biomancer also had not escaped his attention. While he could sense the nature of his specialization, the art of mutating the flesh was not new to him. Far from the religious zealousness of the Imperium, Nova was a man of science. He was intrigued by the methods used by this individual, and recognized he would form an excellent tool in claiming this world. He was also well aware that he would be rather easy to manipulate, with no mind control needed. "Darven, you may count yourself among our numbers. However, I believe the Yakuza wish to tend to their own wounded. Within this fortress, you will be offered shelter and protection from all foreign forces." Nova made no indication as to what he meant with 'this fortress', but that was to come.

Now, he focused on the lizard forces before him. He fougth through his headache as he reached into each and every one of their minds. In his current state, he would not have been able to perform such a wide-spread mind-control on humans. But these creatures seemed to posses only a fraction of a true 'soul', lacking the free will to reject the orders he placed in their minds. He spoke, and as he did, his words carried an inhuman weight. It was as if his voice shook the very Earth. "You will serve me faithfully, and you will fight for the Imperium with no regard for your lives. From this day on, you live only for me, and for the Imperium of Man." And with those words, he twisted their minds into obediance. He engraved his commands into their souls, knowing that their nature would make them unthinkingly loyal to him. It was merely a matter of changing their goals.

Of course, there was a rather unexpected.... side effect. The Golden Throne had been constructed by Kolon after all, and it was filled with the kinds of quirks any kolon device contained. Even as The Emperor commanded the power of the Warp, it was filtered through the thoughts of a Kolon. And while he was still able to use it for his own goals, this caused several additional effects to manifest. The previously rather intimidating lizardmen seemed to explode in a cloud of smoke. When the coloured smoke cleared moments later, they had transformed into tiny, chibified versions of themselves. Laughing, they raised their weapons in joy. Not only had they been granted the absolute loyalty he had intended to instil, but they would serve him gladly. With unnatural glee, in fact.

Nova took a moment to consider this new discovery, and then discarded it with a sigh. He could work this kink out of his throne in time, but for the time being it didn't seem like it would decrease the throne's function as a weapon for war. More importantly, he would need to construct his fortress once more. And despite being mostly drained, he would be able to do at least this. Raising his hands, he caused the rubble of his original fortress to reform, stone once more assuming the form of walls, dust forming once more into rock. A swirling telekinetic tornado rebuilt the entire fortress from the ground up, as if time itself were reversing. In about a minute, the Imperial Palace stood once more, the Kolon Hut and Synthesizing Table placed neatly in their own little workshop space. He further gave the Kolons an order to reinforce the palace, granting them permission to add any kind of machine to it that they believed would be necessary, provided it contained no AI.

After having completed this, he sighed. "Banha, your scientists may use the Kolon synthesizing table and workshop for their tests, if they're able to figure out how it works. Don't worry about the lizardfolk, they've been made harmless." He gestured in the general direction of Banha. He would also ensure the portals remained open, so that when and if Ruiko made her decision she would be able to join the away crew. "Those going to switzerland, remember not to engage the Daemon." With that, he stood and left. He had spent all the energy he had, and would need to rest. Fortunately, he'd been able to construct a bed for himself.