“Something’s wrong,” Vendric muttered, his voice low but filled with tension. The sound of the warp’s screams faded into a hollow silence, but the danger was far from over. “What do you think it is?” she asked, her voice steady but alert. Sofia didn’t know what lay ahead, but one thing was certain: she and her team would face it together, as they always had. Their latest assignment had brought them aboard a massive warp vessel, a ship that was on a mission to deliver reinforcements to a warzone far from the safe bastions of the Imperium. Sofias body was unmistakable even in the barely lit crawl space – slim waist, big ass. Cratt, on the other hand, was a quiet and calculating soldier, a master of stealth and sabotage. It was her sharp mind, unwavering loyalty to the Emperor, and unrelenting drive to survive that truly set her apart. 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. Her face was delicate yet strong, with high cheekbones and full lips that seemed at odds with the grimness of the world around her.
