"I could kill you now, but I'm a generous mood as I've been reunited with an old friend." He paused. "Xenos and Daemons are one thing. They're beasts. Creatures. They cannot be reasoned with and wish our extermination. But what the Imperium calls "Heretics"-" He gestured to Iratus. "- they are Human. They are our flesh and blood. Even the ones that follow the enemy are still our family! The Imperium has been blinded by its own pride! It's Manifest Destiny to rule the Galaxy! Blinded from the fact that you worship a rooting corpse atop a life support!" He paused again. "Iratus here opened my eyes. For he does not partake in the actions of the Chaos Legions. He merely respects the Blood God." He paused for the final time. "So if you plan to combat me and my friend-" he drew his Power Sword, a Blade of Caliban, then he drew a Plasma Pistol. "-then stop wasting my time."