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No armor. One eye was swollen shut. A vessel. She never spoke of what she endured. “We need to remove it.”

“Quietly,” she said. The pain was white, all-consuming. When a captured Astartes — Brother-Sergeant Caelen — was discovered deep behind enemy lines, a desperate plan was devised. But worse than pain was the silence she had to hold. Her body was already tense. Her hands gripped her knees. He was shaking — from the act, from awe, from the reality of what she had endured. “We need to remove it.”

“Quietly,” she said. He only looked at her — truly looked — and understood what she had done. They took her without resistance. In the grim darkness of the 41st millennium, where war consumes entire systems and faith is often the only armor left, there are souls who embody the Imperium’s most harrowing truths. One eye was swollen shut. When it begins.”

Roxy took it in her teeth and lay down. Verena whispered prayers as she worked — half to comfort Roxy, half to steel herself.