Standing in a circle with eight other sorcerers, Kane signalled for them to begin. They began chanting, and cast the runes. Watching as they floated in the air above him, Kane signalled the second lot to be cast. In varying patterns, they moved in intricate lines, joining briefly with another, then breaking apart and joining with a different one. Motioning, a set floated in front of him. Images of War, uprisings, cults and flashed before his eyes, culminating in one place.Raising his hand, the Runes dropped to the floor, shattering.

The Sorcerers in the circle looked at him intently."Set your course Ibor Secondus," he ordered. Bowing, all but one sorcerer left the room."Ibor Secondus, my Lord?" asked Moloch, as the master sorcerer sat down."There will be an uprising there shortly. It will also give us a chance to slip into the museum there and retrieve a small, almost trivial artefact I would like to acquire. There is also a Space Wolf Garrison there I would see destroyed"

"So your orders, my Lord?" asked Moloch "Make ready for battle. We go to see Secondus Prime Burn" replied Kane