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She fell to the ground, her mind over stimulated by her surrounding and changed guardians. It was a fortune that non of the Mon-keigh had gotten to her. Her body slowly lifted up, she looked like a beaten up dol, once beautiful but now full with scares. To top it of, her outside and inside were of Mon-keigh, but the psyker power was telling them that she was one of them and even greater being.

"Mael dannan" the order was given out.

Not long after they arrived at the spaceship that were orbiting the planet outer stratosphere, waiting on them. They couldn't bring more in risk of bringing to much attention on them, no, they had to make it look like a supply run. This had to go as stealth as possible, the lesser the better. But they weren't alone, multiple places there was ships waiting on them.

She was brought to Karuchi Vohra, hoping she would shred some light over this. On arrival the body was snatched out of the hands and put onto a bench.

"Why this state?" Her hands working like a master over the chell that was out cold. Indeed it was good choice to pick Iildin for this, her Ai’elethra was one that were perfect for this.

"Slavhreenur maybe..." Pondering what should be done, no , what the body would handle.

But before anyone could do anything at all I suddenly felt my mind and body slowly getting together before all their plans. It did take a second to register those around me, but it felt weird.

"Lileath..." They looked all so worried at me.
I swear that the god or who ever got me here did a huge... No ... Gigantic fault, of all to choose from. Why couldn't pick my sister who actually had Elder army, or my brother who had Space marine, Chaos and Tau army. But me, the one who just focused on the Empire of mankind, the golden guy fan.

A stone shone, or something, my vision still having hard time to adapt to the light setting. "Ceiba-ny-shak" the one beside my said in more harsh voice. I looked over to the other being who stood there like a stone statue.

My mind feeling dul and slower, like if someone had just hit slow down and it went so slow that you had hard time to follow on what was happening.

A hand pushed me with slight force down to the bed.
It was so mind disturbing, not a matrix expectation to body movement, more like the body was to slow to react to the mind. It was some sort of slow mo delay in everything the mind wanted to do. If someone had thrown a ball at me I wouldn't be able to duge that.

"Amon Harakht!"