The ship’s metal creaced as if it was bent or torn apart. Her body was equally captivating—slim, toned, and lithe, her movements graceful but purposeful. 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. However, it wasn’t her physical appearance that defined her, nor did she ever let it overshadow the other qualities that made her a valuable member of the Astra Militarum. Her other arm unbuckled her belt and pulled her pants, revealing her meaty ass globes. “Keep moving,” Vendric whispered behind her. Every surface sweated with an oily film, the consequence of its violent brush with the immaterium. Sofia’s boots clicked against the cold metal floors of the vessel’s command deck as she strode purposefully forward, the usual hum of the warp engine a constant, ominous presence in the background. The vessel itself was massive, a gleaming titan of steel and obsidian, its halls dimly lit by harsh overhead lights that barely cut through the shadows
