Its about the most hilariously bullshit ex post facto justification ever, and I love it. Some dood scribbled Kool ork bois with red paint on them and then had to make up some lore as to how their buckets of mad max looking vehicles were in any way a threat to a foe with Nova cannons.

“How about they have mild but pervasive psychic powers that make it so if they all believe something enough, it becomes true?”

“… I love it. Print it and let’s start making minfigs motherfuckers!”