Their orders had been simple; their choices had been fewer. Garron reset his bolter and slung Nadir’s Fist to his back, where it sat like a promise. He uploaded a terse combat report into the Beacon: vault destroyed, culprits terminated, survivors evacuated. He left out the detail about the relic schemes turned to ash. Let the Chapter decide what to remember.
He toggled Nadir’s Fist to full-bore. The boltgun shuddered, and in its chamber the shell casing bore a bright sigil—an Ultramarine mark scratched into metal by hands that knew suffering and duty. Garron braced and fired. The bolt did not find the Tech-Priest. It found the central data-crystal. warhammer 40000 boltgun switch nsp dlc update portable
“Heritage protocols incomplete. Vault access denied. Integration required,” it intoned. Their orders had been simple; their choices had been fewer
The Tech-Priest slipped past them on a ribbon of smoke and reached the vault door. Its gauntlet brushed the interface, and the door hiccuped like a living thing recognizing a friend. The vault wasn’t only metal; it was a cathedral of code, a sacred geometry of data. Garron chased the priest’s shadow into the vault chamber itself. He left out the detail about the relic schemes turned to ash
They sealed the corridor into a chapel of broken servo-skulls and mold. Garron’s helmet HUD pinged: intrusion detected in Vault 7. The data core inside might contain supply manifests and a cache of relic schematics—reason enough for more than scavengers. They could hold with the manufactorum’s defenses, he thought, and the reinforcements would come by dawn.
They dragged Thom’s body into the drop pod. Garron sat with his hand on the cold metal of Nadir’s Fist and listened to the raindrops on the hull. He thought of the Tech-Priest’s final expression—something that could have been revelation or sorrow. He thought of the manufacturing lines, of men who had slept at furnaces for coin and had awakened into the maw of something else. The war took flesh, and the flesh took on new shapes. Garron told himself this was mercy.