Like the Wind - Planet Ios Elymas noted of the world they would be fighting on as much as he would've done during his youth. It was a shame to leave his librarians on-board the Sovereign, nonetheless the defense of the Librarium and aid in orbit would be necessary if the Death Guard would dare to board the vessel. He trusted them to act well in his absence. However once they landed and met with the White Scars there was a surprising lack of animosity between the parties, maybe he got too used on killing brothers and cousins already? Re-evaluation of his instincts and ethics would have to be performed with Arnock after this mission was completed. Before Yabuqa escorted him and the Chief Apothecary, Elymas turned to his brethren. "Don't you dare fall without us at your side. We shall finish our business with Yesugei as swiftly as possible to rejoin you in battle. Death to the traitors." There was a meaningful nod and a slight thump with his damaged Gorgon-crafted Staff before marching with the White Scar. Beneath the Ground There was small talk to learn more about the White Scars and inform Yabuqa about their recent exploits, treasons and other such events - including an inquiry about the Great Khan. However hard he tried to focus on the various topics of discussion, his eyes and mind were always pulled towards the obsidian slabs that made the surrounding walls. Whatever the material was, whoever crafted it... They must have understood the Empyrean more than even the treacherous knife-eared Xeno which the Eldar were. Temptation sparked in the air to attempt to utilize his powers and see what would come of experimentation when his powers would clash with the ominous aura of the black stone. But alas, this was time of war - not study. The Ancient Astartes spoke with kindness, too kind maybe. He could have forced their hand just with his own power, not to forget that the White Scars outnumbered Elymas and Jendon. Yet, he chose kindness rather than authority. The Emperor's Child who was brought up in a legion of pride and martial rank in the least was confused. "It is an honor to meet you, Yesugei. My mentor and late Chief Librarian of the Emperor's Children spoke highly of you and your work. I hope you can forgive my insolence on asking for more information about what your plans are and what those secrets you found are before offering my services. More importantly, who those humans in these capsules are. Clearly they are alive and twitching, yet sealed. And if it is not cryogenic freezing... Then what condition are they in?" Elymas placed his staff before him, standing straight, both hands on it, almost in a praying fashion as he closed his eyes and performed a mind probe on the closest capsule-dweller. Nothing good can come out of something where a powerful psyker such as Yesugei needs aid of another one, or so Elymas' instinct believed. He was not a fan of secrets after reading Hephaestus' journal and how much information within the Emperor's Children had been withheld, and Yesugei was far too convinced about everything that would happen. Then again, the White Scars were wiser in interpreting their visions and dreams compared to the other legions.