For Sofia and her team, it was a new challenge—one that required them to adapt to the unique environment of the ship while still maintaining their training and discipline. The walls shook as if the ship itself were being torn apart, and Sofia could feel the oppressive weight of the warp pressing against her mind. They spent their days patrolling the ship’s labyrinthine corridors, checking the integrity of the ship’s defenses and ensuring that nothing—or no one—could compromise the mission. The crew members scrambled, their voices echoing through the metal halls as they tried to assess the situation. By the time she was old enough, she had enlisted in the Astra Militarum, determined to carve out a life of purpose and discipline. Sofias body was unmistakable even in the barely lit crawl space – slim waist, big ass. The warp, however, was a realm that no one truly understood, and even the most prepared soldiers couldn’t predict the dangers that lay in wait.
