The Marshall wasn't a fool, per se, but his world view was rather firmly set in some of the most backwards ways any Imperial thought. "Other means? Other means! Listen, Alien, you are looking at a Black Templar and a Crusade Commander. For all the reputation your race has for being wise, you are a fool! You dare insult me and my men. We would crush your weak and slender bones beneath our foot should we wish!"
Standing opposite the man, though, Seer Brun was feeling something. The universe was beginning to reveal itself and in those moments he could gaze at those events obscured by the unapplied layers of time. To that moment, Brun did not know even why he must be on that planet that day, but he felt the flow of time must pass this bend, around the Templars. He didn't even know they would be here, but now the question was what role did they play? The Eldar drew deeper into his mind's eye, seeing more clearly his fate. . .