The Emperor Himself must have guided the crew to the Space Marines a second time. Nothing less than divine intervention was imaginable in the unstable mess the planet below them…

“Hold... on... to him”, Vox demanded slowly when Titus gave no answer. His words sounded hoarse and scratchy over the com. The librarian grasped Tiberius’ limp third arm and pushed…

Floating silently through the void, the station lay in Almond’s shadow. It might as well have been a dead asteroid. The auto senses picked up no signal whatsoever. Only the…

“There is something we can do”, Vox said quietly and leaned forward. He rubbed his face distractedly.“Shit, I’m sorry...”“Stop being sorry, start being efficient”, Titus demanded calmly. “You have a…