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For too long, Thesian IV has been bereft of the Emperor's light.

Like so much of our benighted Imperium, it glints on, a candle flickering in

darkness. Our mission is of sacred importance.

The enshrinement of our fallen canoness Vexilla. She will be a beacon, a

rising call to the faithful.

She will mark Thesian IV as a shrine woman.

The Emperor's flock will come, and with them, new hope.

The foulness of the orcs shall be driven from this place.

We shall risk everything for this.

We will not fail, for to do less would be to fall short of what our

Emperor demands.

By fire, and faith, we just...

That's it for the... Cut them through!

Thank you for sparing me. So that I might be redeemed and returned to that

place. And that of a sisterhood.

Show yourself.

Sister, I feared I alone had survived.

Had that been so, our cause would surely have been lost.

Then I am grateful to have been wrong.

Keep it safe.

It is worth more than your life.

More than any of our lives.

It must be preserved.

At all costs.

I know, sister.

I will see it done.

See that you do.

The others.

Silence is a virtue, novitiate.

God Emperor, take your just servants to thy side and guide their souls eternal.

By the blessings of Saint Arabella and the order of the sacred rose,

I commit you to the glory of the Golden Throne.

Allow me to recite the prayer of passing.

Have we time?

The Emperor, in his grace, has spared us. Our task remains urgent.

You dare?

Better you had died than a single wound had marred their holy flesh.

Forgive me. I... I meant only... Your self-interest betrays you.

Temperance, sister.

The novitiate is right.

We shall pay our respects, but swiftly. We cannot afford to linger here.

I am sorry, Palatine Saragoza.

I only desire for us to achieve our mission.

And to redeem yourself for your transgression?

Of course, Palatine.

It... This is my only chance to atone.

Then be sure you don't waste it.

This is our path.

The high ground will give us the best vantage over the orcs.

Forgive me, Palatine, but would this route not be faster?

That's mud ash, novitiate.

If it's deep, there may be no way across.

Either death or we'll sink in our armor and be easy prey for the orcs.

We take the ridge and then make for the canyon road.

The temple we seek is not far from here. It is fortified and well protected.

We need only reach it.

Get all them parts.

We need them. The ship ain't gonna build itself.

If we have begun to, it'll take us back to follow

the green so we can join the fight and swallow the world.

What is that?

Trouble.

The Emperor protects.

Ventia, stay low. Keep behind me.

Keep watch.

Why did you shield her?

Does the Emperor not teach us that we must be shepherd and shield of our

flock?

Even for one so disgraced?

If walking in faith were easy, sister, we would not be so blessed for our

labors.

The Emperor will see us through this.

We must first help ourselves by getting through these damnable Ashwes.

Contact!

Blood

of

the saint?

We have no choice, Lisbeth.

We must attempt the crossing.

Now or never.

Emperor, preserve us.

Too many.

We cannot let her perish, Ludmilla.

I'll get her, Palatine.

Make for the edge.

Shepherd and shield indeed.

Hold your hand.

The saint Arabella, I

beseech you, grant me the strength.

I've been ordered you to see me through this trial.

Cast upon me your mantle.

It's guard my flesh, that it might help me carry this burden.