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As he regained his footing Volkrad turned slightly to the Inquisitor exposing the his bound hands to her. As promised she steped forward and released his hands. "Next time you can skip the theatrics darlin'. All you had to do was ask.", and with a wry smile and a wink he entered the tunnel.
The full stench of a hive dumping pit hit him in the chest. For some it might have been overwhelming, but to Volkrad it simply reminded him of home. Beyond the pit who knew what horrors awaited him, mutants, heretics, maybe even some warp-spawned beast. The day had started out pretty boring but just got interesting...
