"I am Gurug'ath, Baron of the 6th Pestilential Circle," it said, and Jurgen felt blood run from his eyes as he heard it say its name, his mind filling with images of endless rot, decay and hideous fecundity. "Long have you-"
"The sixth circle?" asked the liberator, cutting the daemon off.
(In the roiling tides of the local warp, a daemon princess turned its gaze at the invocation of the holy number. But then, she was mostly paying attention anyway)
"Yes. I am Gurug'ath, Baron of the 6th Pestilential Circle!"
"Not the seventh?"
"No, the 6th Pestilential Circle!"
"Not the seventh times seventh?"
"NO!"
"So you're favored by Slaanesh, rather than Nurgle?"
"I am favored by Grandfather Nurgle!"
"And you're not in the seventh circle?" Jurgen looked between the liberator armor and the greater daemon. Where was he going with this?
"No! The Sixth!"
"So you're not really favored by Nurgle, are you?"
"I AM FAVORED BY NURGLE! I AM! I AM! I AM!"
"Surely you don't mean the seven times sixth circle?"
"No?"
"Or the seven times itself six times circle?"
"no. just the sixth"
"just the sixth."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"...grandfather doesn't favor me. after all i've done. grandfather doesn't favor me."
Jurgen would never forget the broken look of despair on the daemon incarnated from the concept. He watched as the daemon turned from them, and moped and waddled into one of the bubbling walls. As the daemon walked out of the Materium and back to his small manse, he carried with him the Warp Storm his puppet had cultivated over Adumbria, its energies pouring down into the metaphysical hole of his defeat. Clearly, thought Jurgen as the wall returned to stone, the Liberator is a brilliant mastermind to banish a daemon by words alone.
I stared at the blank wall which the Great Unclean One had vanished into. I didn't understand. I had merely been trying to gauge how terrified I should have been of the daemon, but... The thought was interrupted by the sound of a newborn baby's cry.
(Had I known what the result of my questioning of the daemon would lead to, I'd...well I suppose I'd do it again)