You behold them all, every facet of this psychic duel,
occurring simultaneously. In some, like Mohenjo-Daro, where
you spill His blood on the mound where that great city is yet to
be built, or Kasr Undak on Cadia, where you pin Him to a
noctilith pylon with your Talon, you are clearly winning. In
others, like Gorro scrapworld, where He herds a Waaagh! of
xenos brutes with His will to rend you limb from limb, or
Tizca, where a spark from His mind has just set you on fire,
He has the upper hand.