[b][i]I have been tasked to save her soul and transplant it into another body. The fate of the imperium depends on it. [/i][/b]
*the bale-fire continues to grow in his eyes*
*you feel your grip on the vessel beginning to fade*
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"And how does the fate of mankind rest on this dark magic spawns shoulders?" She looks at Tep with a critical look.
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[b][i]"I have seen it in the reflections of the warp"[/i][/b] says Tep-Pharon
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"Hm. You rely so much on the Warp for everything..."
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[b][i]"The warp touches all things, inside and out. Release the soul to me or all will be lost" [/i][/b]
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"Fine. Here." She holds out a blue glowing orb, Amy's soul.
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*all at once, everything disappears - things to back to normal, but the damage to the planet remains. Blood is caked on your face, but the wounds have been healed*
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"Primarchs..." She rubs a little of the blood on her face off.