it snitched on him <| sep |> They actually are allied to the Ottomans so I ' d assume they kept the guarantee . <| sep |> Lion El ' Jonson With his upbringing in the Knightly Orders of Caliban , The Lion demonstrates a daring display of Ring Jousting atop a jetbike , using a power lance . Applause is met with a begrudging nod , the humble man . Fulgrim Fulgrim displays his talent for art , by painting a artistic display of the judges , highlighting the best of each of them . Fights break out on which of them will pay the most to purchase this DemiGod ' s work , when he surprises them with enough sets for all . Perturabo Old Perty stides onto stage , bearing nothing , and saying nothing . When the judges ask what he ' s looking to show for his talent , The lord of the IVth legion holds out his arms and beckons for them to ask who built this magnificent amphitheater to house this competition . Using his mind for architecture , the structure rivals the glory of the chambers that housed the council of Nikea . Perturabo is met with cheers from a comfortable audience , the acoustics of their voices almost echoing with grandeur . Jaghatai Khan The Khagan moves out , not atop a bike , as many suspected , by with a raptor on wrist , to show off a fine display of falconry . As he does so , the aerial acrobatics of his falcon is accompanied by poetry written by the Khan of Khans , proving quite profound , and leaving the crowd teary eyed . Leman Russ The Wolf King thunders out with booming laughter , Freki and Geri at his side . What follows is a multitude of tricks and displays of trust between man and beast , showing off the humorous side of the Primarch , as he has Geri snatch a treat from his own teeth . Cheers and laughter resound in the halls . Rogal Dorn The Lord of The Phalanx takes the stage , much to the shock of the judges , upon skates of ceremite . While the sight of a Primarch skating across the ice might normally be very humorous , the sheer look of focus upon Dorn ' s face keeps the tone serious . What follows is the legacy of growing up on a world of ice and snow , and rare sight of figure skating that will probably never be seen in this galaxy again . Konrad Curze When called out to appear on stage , The Night Haunter leaps forth , undertaking a fierce showing of parkour and free running . The skills honed through moving through the spires of dark Nostromo are clearly held for all to see , as the Lord of Terror has everyone on the edge of their seats with his death defying leaps and stunts . What has them all enraptured , is the fact that he does so blindfolded . Sanguinius The Brightest One lights up the stage as he descends from above , radiance gleaming from his form . The artistry of his Legion is shown through The Angel ' s workings to carve a sculpture of The Emperor himself , from a pillar of marble . Mortals weep to watch the divine being work , and once completed , the statue is placed as a crown jewel within the Amphitheater , Sanguinius having foreseen it ' s place in a vision . The gaze of The Emperor is felt by all for the remainder of the talent show . Ferrus Manus Using the hands that name his legion , Ferrus Manus beats and molds an item in shape . The warmth of the forge is felt , as in the span of minutes , The Gorgon charms the people , raising gloving palms to reveal elegant , and beautifully decorated , frames of freshly shaped iron . These quickly compliment the paintings of The Pheonician , as the brothers share a smile backstage . Angron Perhaps the biggest shock of the night , The Red Angel comes out , not with blade and bolter , but with an ax of a different kind . The rage and hatred that courses through the gladiator , coupled with the bitterness and sorrow of his past , manifest in the greatest display of Metal music this side of the Eye of Terror . Much of the audience raise their fists to the beat , and more than a few have sore necks from all the head banging . Smashing his guitar at the end of his show , Angron leaves with a final roar . Roboute Guilliman The Lord of Ultramar arrives with a vintage of wine grown in his own vast fields . Tempered with the finest mixtures , and aged to perfection , the culture of Maccrage is contained within a collection of glasses , one for each in attendance . A collective sigh fills the air , the taste almost as divine as the man who grew it , earning the praise of even his brother Primarchs , Sanguinius chief among them . Mortarion The Death Lord comes forth with a truly harrowing and chilling cover of the Alphabet . With each letter , he drinks a toxic beverage of to represent it , bringing people further and further into despair as this cocktail of poison swirls within him . Fear only skyrockets , as Mortarion reaches the final letter , swirling down the last drink , only to start going back up the list , beginning the process again . Magnus The Red The Crimson King has come to not only entertain , but expand the minds of those who watch him . A display of psyker ability , turning the air above the audience into a light show , fills with cheers at this display of power . However , these cheers soon halt , as Magnus , still continuing to cast glows and shifting colours , begins to explain the metaphysics behind it . By the time one of the judges works up the courage to tell him his time is up , most of the audience ' s gazes are glazed over , trying to comprehend the knowledge they ' ve been given . Horus However , Lupercal proves to be exactly what is needed , as he takes to the stage with all the showmanship of his tactical briefings . The Chosen of The Emperor regales the crowd with tales of heroism and adventure among the stars , drawing back the crowd from their contemplation of the universe , and into the spirit of his stories . With a charisma that won the hearts and minds of The Imperium ' s fighting men , Horus tells the accounts of battles , from small skirmishes , to Ullanor itself . All eyes are filled with wonder and awe , as he finishes , and leaves the stage . Lorgar The Urizen follows his brother with stories of his own , reading from a book of his won writing . While Magnus told of Warp Science , and Horus of War ' s Glory , Lorgar tells of the magnificence of the GodEmperor . The Judges look amongst themselves awkwardly at this display , yet , due to the adoration of the audience , allow him to finish his preaching , which is met with thunderous applause and cries of Praise The Emperor , but that is a problem for another time . Vulkan The Hammer of Salvation comes , not bearing the forge ' s hammer , as some might expect , but the hunter ' s spear . Brought forth from his homeworld , a Salamander of is set loose , for The Primarch to do battle with , showing the glory of Nocturne culture . In a conflict that has people cheering on their champion , and sitting on the edge of their seat , finally , Vulkan emerges triumphant . Praise comes from all , most notably , from Angron , who says his brother did good to face the beast , reminding him of similar battles of his youth . Corvus Corax The Ravenlord descends on black wings , solemn , where Sanguinius was glorious . Striding forth , he pulls a sheet of paper forth , and begins to speak , words forming into poetry . Yet , where The Khan ' s was profound , and Corax ' s words are chilling , as a cold wind spreads through those who listen . A collective breath is held , as Corax weaves his dark tale , finishing simply with a final whisper , heard through the vast chamber , Nevermore . AlphariusOmegon As the final contestant strides onto stage , he begins with a show of swordmanship , spinning and whirling his blade . Throughout the performance , the mortal crowd is awestruck by the mastery of The Primarch ' s movements , and their fluidity , yet , behind the curtains , tutting can be heard from his brothers . Though grand , it is nothing compared to that of the more martially inclined of their number . When he finishes , the applause rings loud , yet , a single judge shakes his elderly head , before speaking . Is that all ? To which Alpharius replies . Is that not enough ? Does this not make me deserving of the prize ? Judge Nay , for while amazing by mortal standards , this is nothing in comparison to your brothers . And even if it were , you are simply not worthy of claiming the prize . Do you know why ? Alpharius Why is that , old man ? Judge Because . The man stands , pulling away the mask that was his face , straightening the hunch in his back , and standing tall . Where once there was a frail being , now stands another , stronger , mightier person . Looking about at those who stared at him , eyes in shock , the former judge speaks with a rich voice . . I am , Alpharius !