Hero's journey

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I wonder if the others knew, but tapping into an Arstatis is a dangerous thing as they will feel someone making their way into their minds.

One of the Arstatis, one in the back who still had a helmet, his eyes felt like piercing my neck. Deep down I felt something nagging on my mind, something trying to get in.

The Arstatis showed us to one of the biggest houses that fitted a Arstatis standing up.

Inside was a mess, everything that looked like being able to sit in were gone.

The leading Arstatis sat down on the ground in the middle of the room, soon followed by his and then my gang. As it was a house of human size huge, well , only the terminator captain, one scout and two Arstatis joined in. Already as cramped place as it was I managed to find a small spot between the captain and scout.

"I am feeling that you have a psyker in between you. So many I have killed that I know.."

"Yes, and so? The Psyker is under my protection." The terminator said with steady voice.

"Oh, but I thought he could help fix my bone.."

"No, you know the code." It was an ancient code that forbidden the Arstatis Psyker to use their powers.

"But brother, we don't have any apothecary in place..."

I could feel how everyone tense, fingers found their way to their weapons.

Looking up at the Psyker, giving him a slight smile. Somehow I knew he wouldn't turn at me at least.

Suddenly my body made the most impressive sound that I were hungry. God, I think I got five shades of red.

"The human is hungry, do you have any food for her?"

"Yes.."

Suddenly a human came in with food to eat, a small wooden plate. Her mind was screaming to me that I shouldn't eat. Her hands shaking, her mind pleading.

Getting immunity against poison, a survivor cheat, I started to eat. Not knowing much about the poison I took a guess out of the child mind and the stuff I once had read.

Let's see, they are Arstatis and like to have things done fast, let's guess that is fast poison.

The captain was to engaged in conversation with the leader and I let my hand slight at the scout. Before playing on being in awful much pain.

"I... Don't feel.... Good..." Making a painful face as crutch together on the floor, making my best sick person impression.

Somehow I could feel my body heat increase and I started to sweat. But I shouldn't bee like this, it should be all an act.

My hands was searching something, I felt them grabbing into someone's others. This were huge, but gave some comfort before blacking out to someone saying "Blood to..."

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