The cockpit of the Valkyrie gunship now gave off a soft azure glow as the Adeptus Sororitas leaned forward in her seat checking over the ships multiple systems. A few of the monitors to her left showed atmosphere conditions with weather reports and other important statistics and figures for remaining safe while flying. Her hands traveled across the electronics and machinery fluently as she made the final preparations for an inevitable departure. The cameras on the left and right side of the ship snapped on without warning to show what was happening outside. With some modifications and patience, she enabled herself to have a full three hundred and sixty degree view of the ship on the X, Y, and Z pan with the help of the cameras.

Now satisfied with her work, Aviza strapped herself into the pilot’s seat once more and descended from the sky. As she descended though, a loud explosion came from below her. The Valkyrie swung around to face the burning brothel only a mere moment before a piece of what was left of the rouge Arbiter fell back down in front of her, hitting the nose of the ship and then landing on the ground with a grotesque sound. Once the ship had finely landed, Aviza unbuckled herself and stood up. Making her way off of the Valkyrie, she stepped over chunks of debris from all the unbridled chaos that had happened in such a short amount of time. It was a relief to see her squad all in one piece and alive, the explosion made that same small hint of worry come back. [color=00aeef]"Adrianne, you found something? What are you holding in your…”[/color] for a very brief second her blue eyes made contact with the cursed artifact. 

Aviza broke eye contact almost immediately with the artifact, now instead looking into Adriannes eyes. [color=00aeef]“That artifact must be covered at all times or destroyed Adrainne.”[/color] Aviza’s tone quickly turned dark and foreboding but strangely calm at the same time. [color=00aeef]“We may have just given ourselves away to the forces of Chaos Adrianne. If we have made such a mistake, this world will burn and countless lives and souls will be lost in their wake as they search for us."[/color] Quickly turning to Zhevon, she spoke once more in the same sounding tone of voice. [color=00aeef]“We have to rid ourselves of this artifact as soon as possible, this simple medallion could quite literally cause untold amounts of death and suffering on a scale of which even generations of the yet unborn will cry out in anguish for all eternity.”[/color] 

The voice of the recently joined Arbiter echoed out around them with [color=ed1c24]“PSYKER WITCH!”[/color] Aviza turned on one foot to find him standing in a combat position, ready to fight Adrinne to the death. [color=00aeef]“Echo Nurian, I am Celestian Niskaru of the Ebon Blade. Pycher Adrinne is under the protection of Inquisitor Zhevon and myself, you will lower your weapon immediately under my orders or face an extremely slow and excruciatingly painful and dishonorable execution. Your actions threaten to bring this whole operation down and the lives of billions could be lost because of you. You have ten seconds to comply starting now.”[/color] Aviza raised her heavily modified bolter and took very careful aim at the Arbiter, [color=00aeef]“Eight seconds Arbiter, I do not miss with my shots…”[/color]