The animated throne bellowed with a scratchy metallic tone, "Stand still for assimilation before our glorious lady of gold."
Archmage Ventus promptly vaporized it with a flick of his finger, he may not be able to fully control his powers, but the myriad wards and spells he had woven around him were more than enough to take care of any intruders.
He was furious. Never before in the history of the glorious Horus fleets had such great acts of sabotage performed on it.
"Damn this fucking war, nothing would block me from getting this fleet back home. I swear it in the name of Endirius."
It was a simple thing to expand the first layer of his defensive Taboo Spell to sweep through his entire ship holding all the rampaging elements together and freezing his Horus Crest in place, his Spirit dug deep into the fabrics of the ship and he gasped, "This should not be possible."
