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Sariel swings his nemesis sword flinging the heretic blood off it and sheaths it watching his surroundings. He then proceeds to move toward the entrance of the compound once the guard mentions the control room.

"We should be moving we don't have much time."

The Astartes gives Brim the cold stare and then turns back to the Commander.

"We will assist with the retake of the facility if you do not mind Commander."

Brother Sariel places his arm in front of Brim.

"You will be staying with me in this room Abhuman. The sister will have a room to herself and the other 2 assassins can share a room."

He gives Brim the stank eye stare.

The Space Marine stares at Zaddion as well.

"I know you crave the good death cultist but now is not the time. We must assess the situation and ensure the Inquisitor is taken care of."

Brother Sariel stands as rigid as a statue until he finally speaks.

"Our vessel is incapable of going anywhere we request you assist us with repairs and allow us to stay at the port until the Inquisitor is well and the vessel is space ready."

"Calm yourself Abhuman before I am forced to calm you permanently."

The Grey Knight doesn't appear to show any emotion when he hears the news from the Squat and makes his way over to the control panel still not finished putting on all his armour.

"Open a hail Abhuman my work is not finished yet."

The Space Marine makes his way to a locked crate and enters a series of keys that opens it and inside he starts to pull out his power armor and nemesis gear.

"You can assist with me donning this armor Vindicare."

The Space Marine looks over the bio readings on the stasis tube that holds the Inquisitor and speaks in a very dry voice.

"It states he is still stable. Five centuries is quite some time to sleep."

"Abhuman where are we?"

The large man seems to regain his senses faster than the rest and steps out of the tube. He stands about 1 head taller than most humans and is twice as wide. He has muscles upon muscles that probably shouldn't exist on a human but he is no normal human. He is Adeptus Astartes and not just any normal one but a Grey Knight. His short cropped black hair and beard still seems to have the oils in it from when he went to sleep.

He looks down at the squat and ignores him as he makes his way toward the tube that did not open.