Nouri and the cabal work quickly, but time is growing short and they haven't marshaled enough might yet. From the corner of his eyes, he sees one of the Squats taking cover and the whispers of the Void give give rise to a plan.
"Noble Squats, your honored ancestor has need of your prayers! Lift your voice in praise to the Honored Ancestor!" From the mind of a squat, he quickly plucks a prayer in which he leads them and from his humble beginning, a chorus of murmured quickly emerges. Nouri shifts from the Squats to the Cabal and with a nod they begin working their unwittingly acolytes into the greater working. And with the addition of true faith, much stands to be done, but Nouri seemingly only gathers the growing storm the the weight of which he toils, while some of the Thralls and Squats are broken.
Yet, at the fringes of his awareness, he can feel the judgemental eyes of the Grey Knights probing.
OOC: Good plan Alan, but let's postpone this one until the other actors have had a chance to act; you already did the provide-the-daemon-with-weapons thing. Let it play out first. Then the squats can fight Xerxzes followers.
