Author's Note: Here is the next chapter. I admit I took some liberties with the abilities of the C'tan here. The way they are described in the fluff is considerably more badass than their tabletop rules. The C'tan at the height of their power could consume entire stars and make black holes, so I've written the Nightbringer to reflect that.

The gods clashed in the air of Tarvas III. The Nightbringer's cosmic scythe tore wounds in Agmar's hide as the silver-skinned Herald punched repeatedly at the C'tan's face with bolts of cosmic force, ripping open wounds of his own.

For the first time since he has received his powers Agmar was facing someone who was every bit his equal. This was the pure essence of a C'tan, unfettered by the prison of a necrodermis and fully glutted on the souls of countless dead Guardsmen. This was a being of cosmic powers of his own to match the varied abilities of the Herald. Early in the fight Agmar had tried to transmute the C'tan in something less dangerous, only to be shut down by the C'tan's own powers.

Worse, the Star Vampire was seemingly trying to feed on the Power Cosmic itself. Agmar could feel it gnawing on the very edges of his being, trying to glut itself on the power of Galactus himself. It was all he could do to keep his form together. He had to prevent the Star Vampire from seizing said power. If the Nightbringer had the Power Cosmic…

Then things would truly be bad.

''Ah, a Herald of the Cosmic Destroyer. Your soul will be the sweetest of them all!'' the Nightbringer spoke in a deathly wail. His scythe ripped at Agmar's stomach, spilling out another gout of silver-white blood as Agmar doubled over.

''I will not hear your blandishments daemon!'' Agmar smashed a two-fisted blow into the star god before firing off a massive blast at the C'tan below, a massive cosmic explosion filled the air, waves of roiling energy shooting out for miles.

Twenty miles away the Ultramarines saw a massive cosmic force flare into existence briefly. Librarian Vibus screamed in pain as he clutched his head, his psychic presence reacting violently to the sheer presence of the two great beings fighting it out. Agmar clutched at his stomach and looked it over curiously, observing his own altered blood for the first time. It was silver-white, with a faint bluish tint, not the red blood of a human. Would be even qualify as human anymore?

He banished those thoughts as the Nightbringer rose from the mile-deep hole in the ground below, its black tattered robes trailing behind it. It's corpse like face spit open into something resembling a grin.

''I am no daemon of the warp. I am death little one!'' the Nightbringer flew at Agmar, scythe raised as Agmar paused for a moment and then flew up. He did not dare cut loose in the atmosphere, he may very well destroy the planet and kill those he was trying to protect.

Faster and faster did he shoot through the atmosphere, his own cosmic cloak trailing behind him as the Nightbringer followed, fanged jaw hyperextended to reveal the black pit within. His guess had worked. Agmar knew the hungry C'tan would follow him. Agmar pushed his speed past the planet below and past the Ultramarine battle barge until he stood past the moon of Tarvas III itself, his fists enveloped with cosmic energy as the Nightbringer flew at him.

With a burst of cosmic power, Agmar crafted a sword of silver fire, a weapon of his own to counter the C'tan's reality warping scythe. The two met in a vast explosion of energy, sword and scythe clashing together again and again.

''We did not expect the World Developer to come to this galaxy again. But his heralds would make a satisfying meal.''

Agmar cut and cut the Nightbringer, driving him back as best he could. He stared into the corpselike face of the star god who raised one hand and summoned forth a miniature black hole that quickly expanded rapidly into the void. The Herald jerked in the void of space as the black hole began to suck him in. Quickly he uses his own Power Cosmic to reverse the singularity before he could be sucked in fully. Rapidly the black hole shrank and disappeared. Agmar barely had time to react as the scythe cut at him again, ripping a huge hole in his chest as he fell back. Agmar raised his sword to block another blow before kicking out at the Nightbringer, sending the star god flying into Tarvas III's moon.

The Nightbringer slammed down thousands of miles into the moon below. Agmar paused for a moment to reseal his wounds. This was a fight that perhaps he could not win with pure brute force alone, something that troubled him. He had to think of a plan to take out the C'tan somehow. Transmutating it would not work. If he could he would open a singularity inside the C'tan, but that would be countered by the C'tan's own powers. Winning by brute force itself was questionable.

Below, the C'tan rose and sighted its prey. Agmar flew away even further, collecting even more cosmic energy in his fists as he prepared to turn about and fire at the Nightbringer. The Nightbringer as well seemed to prepare itself. Two massive bolts of cosmic force collided tougher in the void with a cataclysmic explosion. Right now Agmar generated the force of a small star to take out the C'tan. As the cosmic energies cleared, the Nightbringer rose up, one arm missing from the shoulder down.

Slowly, the Herald watched as the star god began to reconstitute itself, feeding off on the cosmic energy around it. Quickly, Agmar shot forward, preparing to do something he had never done before with his powers. The C'tan raised its scythe with its other hand and flew to meet him, eager for another final clash. Agmar collided with him, trying to concentrate even as he grappled with the C'tan, hands locked around the Nightbringer's neck.

With some concentration Agmar ripped open a portal to the warp itself behind the Nightbringer. Rapidly Agmar shoved the C'tan off of him and blasted the star god into the portal with all the power be could muster. Agmar watched as the star vampire's dark form disappeared under the countless arms and tentacles of the daemons of chaos. Quickly as he could, Agmar closed the portal around the star god.

Agmar hung there in space, strangely exhausted, much of his energy siphoned away by the star vampire's hungry attempts. He stood there and contemplated his victory for a moment, waiting nervously almost for the Nightbringer to appear again.

He waited for almost a half hour, his body absorbing the sunlight in system and converting it into energy for the Power Cosmic. Eventually he decided to leave, the Nightbringer was not going to come back. The warp would hold him.

Quickly, Agmar shot off in the direction of Tarvas III again at a comfortable cruising speed.

The Herald hit the atmosphere and continued on to drill through the earth below. Agmar plunged through miles and miles of earth and dirt to reach the place where he sensed the Necrons had prepared their own forces.

Finally he emerged from his tunneling to arrive in some sort of vast cavern. Eerie green lights shone from below as thousands of Necrons milled about and looked at him. Steadily, gauss blasters were raised and fired at the Herald. Agmar summoned force a vast force field to surrounding himself as he promptly unleashed a massive blast in all directions, burning down hundreds of Necrons with silver fire and tearing apart with in shows of magnetic force.

He flew onward, sighting the central Necron tombs and repair centers. He focused his powers and blew those to bits, destroying thousands of Necron warriors still in stasis. He glided through the air, firing off blast after blast, gutting the heart of the Necron complex.

How long has these beings rested here? He thought. Perhaps millions of years? They were an ancient and mighty species and had they been allowed to roam free would have surely conquered this world and the others in this sector with an army of this size.

Below, some sort of gold-armored Necron priest attempted to capture him in some sort of device, possibly some sort of dimensional shifting weapon to cast him a nanosecond out of time. But Agmar was far too quick, rapidly transmuting the Necron into a stone statue before blasting him apart.

There were others, these priest- engineers wielding strange highly advanced artifacts. Had he still been human Agmar might have been impressed, but now the Inquisitor wielded the Power Cosmic and such things were mere speedbumps to him. Agmar scoured the caverns searching for any more C'tan that might have lurked. Thankfully he found none, although he did find the chamber were the Nightbringer shard had been imprisoned before it has been released. He had destroyed that too.

The C'tan troubled him. As an Inquisitor in the Ordo Xenos information on their abilities and strength had been scarce, but they had already been tough enough when encased with a necrodermis on the battlefield, let alone fully unbound. The fact that there were more of them troubled Agmar.

He destroyed as much as he could of the Necron tombs below, aiming to completely annihilate their war machine. When that was finished he flew up to the surface and caused the ground to collapse on the tombs below, burying them forever.

Agmar flew over the city, the anti-aircraft guns now silent. He was alone in his thoughts, now allowed time for introspection. He had already saved this world, but there were still so many more in addition to his duties for Galactus.

That and he wondered if he was even human anymore. Galactus had included some extensive changes in his makeup. The idea of becoming less than human was sickening to a servant of the Imperium, however even he could not deny the sheer power he held.

Whatever the changes to himself, he still had a duty to perform and planets to protect. He looked down, noting the thousands of civilians and Guardsmen below and he marveled that he was once ever like them. Now he was so much more. Rapidly the Herald flew higher and higher out of the atmosphere.

Galactus would hunger and Agmar has some rather interesting Tau planets for him to check out.