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The enemies of humanity on all sides, and the Rogue Trader was down. Abelard slumped nearby across her, even in unconsciousness defending his lady.
Too far away she heard the sounds of righteous battle as the Emperor's Angel and the Proctor struck their own blows.
Katherine's filthy xenos pet likely could not see them from her position, or else Argenta would surely feel the cold gaze of her sights between her shoulders.
No assistance would be forthcoming.
No mortal assistance, at any rate.
Bolter readied, she clutched the relic on her breastplate and began her battle song.
The Emperor Protects.