By the time she was old enough, she had enlisted in the Astra Militarum, determined to carve out a life of purpose and discipline. “But we need to move. His massive frame loomed over Sofia and Cratt, his expression grim. Something was happening, were they still in the warp space? She tried to resist — clenched her jaw, willed herself to stop—but her body betrayed her, her arm moving with disturbing precision and unyielding force. Her eyes, a piercing shade of blue, were always alert, scanning the environment for any sign of danger. Agony was still resonating in Sofias body. Now.”
The rumbling grew louder, the tremors more violent, and then came the unmistakable sound of the warp itself, a distant, howling scream that sent chills down their spines. As they observed her they made an unmistakable conclusion – her right fist was lodged deep in her anus. Her back arched and hips shifted involuntarily, opening up and angling perpendicular to her forearm. It filled the crawl space like a psychic flare, vibrating through the metal, freezing every