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0The Emperor’s wrath ignited anew. “Are you certain?” Verena asked quietly. No armor. Her journey is one of devotion beyond pride, of suffering beyond honor. “Inside. “You’ve already done enough.”
He locked the core into his broken plate. After endless minutes, the pressure shifted. She had prepared the core, anointed it, warmed it with sacred oils to ease the passage. “You carried it, child.”
Roxy said nothing. The pain was unspeakable. What she had become. Vents hissed. They never suspected that deep within her, past layers of bruised and trembling muscle, pulsed the one thing that could awaken a Space Marine’s broken armor and turn him into a weapon again. But when Verena pressed her gloved hand to Roxy’s thigh and began the process — careful, slow, unforgiving — all pretense shattered.
