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[triumphant music playing]

[tense choral music playing]

[wind howling ferociously]

[metallic clanking]

[exhausted panting]

[Venthia breathing heavily]

[Ork roars ferociously]

[tense music playing]

-[fearful panting] -[inhuman roars approaching]

[menacing roars]

[roaring and sudden thud]

[inhuman laughter]

[Ork roars approaching]

-[plasma pistol crackles] -[Ork roars in pain]

[shots clanging off metal]

[thunderous footsteps charging]

[flamethrower whooshes]

[muffled ringing]

[distant crackling]

[tense note plays]

[incredulously] You...

[music intensifies]

[muffled crunching]

[music note thunders]

[Ludmilla] Blessed are we who receive the Emperor's light.

[sighs in relief]

[Saragoza] On your feet! Venthia, lead us out.

[wind howls]

[dramatic choral music playing]

[Saragoza] The Emperor provides.

[electric humming]

[heavy metallic whirring]

[music intensifies]

[metallic creaking]

[heavy footsteps]

[metallic twittering]

What is this place?

[Ludmilla] Did you not read the mission background, Novitiate?

Perhaps I should not be surprised by your lack of diligence.

[Saragoza exasperated] Oh, have grace, Ludmilla.

[solemn dramatic music playing]

This is an old missionary cache. One of several thousand, I'm sure.

It appears we are alone.

I saw a moment of faith in that storm.

True faith.

[Ludmilla] Permission to speak openly, Palatine.

I was not aware you had been holding your tongue.

[sighs] But go on.

I wish I possessed your benevolence.

Yet all I see is a liability.

She lost the relic.

And did she not then find it? Hmm?

A blessed feat in that storm, wouldn't you agree?

Perhaps.

Still, given its importance,

the relic should stay with you or I as a precaution.

[firmly] No.

Every soul must be afforded the opportunity for redemption.

This is Venthia's act of atonement.

My mind is decided.

[heavy footsteps receding]

[Saragoza] Search the storeroom

and see if there's anything amongst this mess we can put to use.

Let us hope the Saint smiles upon us still.

[Venthia] At once, Palatine.

But first, I would ask something of you.

Was it faith? The light in the storm.

Did we do that?

Did I?

[Saragoza sighs] Perhaps it was ordained, I cannot say.

All we can do is accept this blessing and strive to be worthy of it.

I, in the storm, I thought we were lost.

We were.

[distant creaking]

Venthia.

It is only the lost who can ever truly find Him.

It is in accepting this that we begin to find the path He would have us walk.

As you counsel, Sister Palatine.

[metallic creaking]

[pained grunts]

[metallic hissing]

[wearily] I miss your guidance, Rexilla.

[pained grunt]

I fear we are found wanting in your absence.

I have tried to lead them as best I can.

Ludmilla has courage and fervour,

but it leaves her blind to certain truths.

And Saint judge me,

I see potential in Venthia,

as you once saw in me,

but I have been wrong before.

[pained grunts]

[shakily] Perhaps our reunion at the Emperor's side

will not be as long in coming as either of us thought.

I hope my faith guides me to you.

I believe it will.

[footsteps approaching]

We have toiled long and hard to bring Canoness Rexilla to her rest.

But we are not done. What have you found?

[Venthia] Demolition charges and a pair of magnoculars, still functional.

And this. A pain suppressor.

[forcefully] I would meet the Emperor clear minded.

Sit with me.

Rexilla was my old Palatine before she became Canoness.

I've never met a braver and more faithful servant of the God Emperor.

She saw something in me that I could not see in myself.

I was far from the model Novitiate, I made mistakes.

She offered me a chance at redemption.

Forged me into a better warrior, a leader.

Strength does not lie in the absence of weakness,

but in the act of purging it.

Rexilla taught me that.

I saw her in the storm.

[hopefully] Canoness Rexilla?

No. At least I don't think so.

Isabelle then.

[choral music intensifies]

[strained sigh]

Then perhaps you will not face the trials ahead alone.

[light crackling]

[dramatic silence]

[choral music resumes]

[shuddering final sigh]

[whispers] God Emperor, I beseech you,

guide Palatine Saragoza to thy side and guard her soul eternal.

[dramatic choral music]

[Ludmilla grunts] O God Emperor, I beseech thee,

take your faithful servant into your embrace.

Hold her up in glory everlasting.

Saint Arabella,

I commit her soul to you.

May it find safe harbour by your guiding light.

[resolute dramatic music]

[Ludmilla] I am carrying on.

Either you are with me, or I take the relic from you and go alone.

Make your choice.

[engines rumbling]

[Ragtoof] All dem gitz are leaving, and so should we.

Da War World is calling.

Some of the boyz 'ave already wandered off.

[Snazog spits angrily] Deserters!

Boss says we hunt deez humies first. We hunt humies first.

[Ragtoof] Been finking dey might be right, Snazog.

I don't wanna miss out on da biggest fight evva!

You wanna be stuck in some stinking ship's belly,

chewing on grot bones?

The fight's right here!

-[flesh squelching] -[Ragtoof groaning]

[forceful grunts]

[Ludmilla] Guide us, O Emperor. Be our shield and our beacon.

I am His ready sword, a willing servant for His glory.

Show us the way, O venerated Emperor.

Guide us, O Emperor. Be our shield and our beacon.

Sister, we cannot simply wander and hope. We need to find our bearings.

[Ludmilla] ...a willing servant for His glory.

Show us the way, O venerated Emperor.

We passed that rock not a mile back.

Sister. Ludmilla. Please! We are turning in circles.

[Ludmilla] You are found wanting, Novitiate. Weak.

The Emperor has no need of the weak.

Only faith will grant us the strength to endure.

I have faith, Sister.

I also cannot deny the evidence of my eyes.

We shall die here, our task unfulfilled,

if we carry on like this.

[angrily] Your sin is why we fail. Why this world taunts us.

I never understood what Saragoza saw in you.

I see you for what you are.

-I did not, I-- -Training hall or not,

it is still the blood of a Sister you spilled.

Was your pride worth Isabelle's life?

[heavy footsteps]

[ending theme music]