Abigor would hear a voice in his mind, a male voice, deep commanding like Zenethor but not Zenethor, it demanded compliance, obedience, it spoke of training, of learning secrets. It was the voice of a master to a pupil, a stern father to a son almost.
"Come to me Abigor, bring Saberion, make him open the portal you must both come to the Warp!"
"You will learn under me boy, as did your mentor...you will learn to become a warrior in the truest sense...you will be able to protect that which you love...the one who moments ago moaned so wantonly beneath you."
Kondor's voice was relentless as he spoke only to Abigor, making soft insinuations, hard choices, innuendos of what the General could do in the Warp in private with his lover.