Real space
Finch keyed the Vox.
"Thank you, and no there is nothing else you need to know about warp travel." Finch lied, his face forming a hideous grin.
Finch received the Drone personally. The brain was brought before him.
"Novos... feed." Finch commanded.
Although it could not be seen the Daemon bound to Finchs sword lept forth and tore the Admirals soul from what remained of her.
Finch grinned as the brains life signs failed.
"Make way for sol." Finch commanded.
The flagship silently entered the void. Only then was the drone released, forced to wander the warp until to could find a way out.
Warp Space
The admirals ethereal eyes refocused and she realized something was off. She was completely in tune with her senses, more so than ever before. That's when she noticed it, the creature that stood before her was hideous. A deformed mass of writhing flesh with a hounds skull for a face.
The creature charged at the admiral who realized she was completely overtaken with fear so much so she couldn't move.
The creature reached her and proceed to rip her apart.
Every nerve writhed as the admiral tried to scream, unable to pass out, unable to die her soul was ripped to pieces.
The admirals soul begin to reassemble. This torture would happen every day for the rest of eternity with to alleviation.