The singing from the Dreadnought was a little distracting, he appreciated his condition, as with all Inquisition Dreadnoughts, he had personally overseen his internment. "I believe i speak for us all, when i say that we would be honoured if a being of such distinguished service to the Omnissiah, would lead the charge against these heretics." he replied. "I suggest we prepare, drop is as soon as we enter the system in 20 minutes. Dismissed." he said, before walking towards the service lift and heading down to the hangar area, striding towards a corner he began working on his sentinel, his Servo-arms tweaking and fine-tuning the sentinels systems. "Be still, Bessie, we are going into battle soon, where you will serve the great one again." he said.

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