"Hello!"
"Report, what's your situation?"
"Commander! They're all heading your way, those motorcycle units!"
"All of them!"
"Looks like the Sulpha weren't lying after all!"
Kasjia looked back at the numerous black dots roaring and chasing behind him and commanded into the communicator.
"You guys evade the main Sulpha force ahead. Use the tactics I taught you to kite them. Get the refugees to Kalliston Fortress first. Don't worry about me."
"Commander, we can get away, but you—"
"I repeat, don't worry about me!"
Kasjia emphasized loudly into the communicator, then turned to the two children in his arms with a grave expression.
Sacrificing the children in exchange for the survival of the main force was indeed the seemingly optimal choice.
But he had promised Fulgrim, and all the people of Kalliston, that he would bring all the refugees back safely.
If he had to haggle over such a promise, how could he, Kasjia, ever join the ranks of the Third Legion and become a paragon for all?
How could he even speak of perfection?
Besides...
These two children were far from being as simple as they seemed.
Kasjia's master-crafted artisan motorcycle was far faster than the Sulpha's scrap heaps. Shaking off the pursuit was not difficult for Kasjia.
"Here, fasten this strap around you. Yes, just like that."
He leaned down and said softly to the two children.
After securing the two children to himself, he could finally free up his hands and put more and more distance between himself and the black dots behind them.
"Brother Kasjia, this vehicle is... so fast..."
"Fast?"
Kasjia smiled.
Accompanied by Koleon's giggling exclamation, the motorcycle's speed soared again.
"It'll be even faster when you get to fly a starship!"
"Is a starship even faster than this?"
"Of course!"
A clear sky, a boundless desert.
The wind howled, the scenery blurred past.
Riding alone, a liberating feeling.
He was beginning to understand Jaghatai Khan.
Speeding is a thrill!
But at this wonderful moment, some filth always had to pop up and ruin the atmosphere.
Kasjia saw a few scattered Sulpha attempting to flank him from the front left.
"Kids, close your eyes for a moment."
He drew his blade.
"Prophetess! That son of a bitch ran off with the things we want, we can't catch him at all!"
"Do not panic."
"If the lost lamb wanders into the distance, it will one day surely return to us."
"So what do we do? Just wait here?"
The Prophetess nodded and said no more.
Koleon was very obedient.
She only felt the vehicle she was on suddenly swerve.
Then, some warm liquid, accompanied by curses, splattered on her head.
After that, a muffled explosion came from behind.
"Alright, you can open your eyes now."
Kasjia wiped the bloodstains from his face.
According to the detector on the motorcycle, that guy was the last pursuer in the vicinity.
Now, there were no pursuers within a kilometer behind him. He had successfully escaped the Sulpha's encirclement.
Next, he just needed to take a little detour back to Kalliston Fortress to complete his escape.
That's how it should have been.
If a sandstorm hadn't suddenly appeared and started gathering not far ahead.
Impossible.
This was absolutely impossible.
Kasjia's heart sank to the bottom.
Fulgrim's weather forecast could not have been so severely mistaken.
There is no wave without wind.
How could a sandstorm whip up out of thin air in a clear sky, with no strong winds or thermal convection?
Not to mention that the sandstorms on Chemos were far more terrifying than ordinary ones.
The "sand" here was not just sand.
The large amounts of toxic substances and metal fragments on Chemos's surface would be swept up by the storm, and the resulting destructive force could reduce a person to a skeleton in seconds.
If he charged directly into the sandstorm, it would be a dead end.
Undoubtedly, he could only turn back.
Return the way he came.
"Kids, close your eyes again."
Looking at the approaching motorcycle units, Kasjia holstered his bolt pistol and drew the sword he had just sheathed.
The situation was not optimistic.
He had to conserve his ammunition.
The sandstorm in the distance was growing more intense, and the Sulpha pursuers behind him were gradually catching up—
He had to end this quickly!
He slammed down on the throttle, and with the children's cries of alarm, he sped towards the Sulpha encirclement.
"By the grace of my Lord, the deluding dream will manifest..."
"We are His chosen and His abandoned... If He watches, then we must bring Him joy; if He forsakes us, even honey will bring no pleasure... His transfigurations are like a dream, a bubble, a shadow, like dew and also like lightning, and should be viewed as such—"
The Prophetess began to whisper again.
"AH!!!"
Suddenly, she let out a sharp, piercing scream. Countless frosts condensed around her, and innumerable unreal fluctuations accompanied her, tearing at her body.
"Prophetess...?"
Seeing this, everyone froze on the spot, not knowing what to do.
"...By the grace of my Lord, the deluding dream will manifest... By the grace of my Lord, the deluding dream will manifest... By the grace of my Lord, the deluding dream will manifest..."
Overlapping, endless voices of dreams and nothingness echoed in their ears.
"Prophetess, stop chanting! You're driving our people mad!"
The leader roared, covering his ears.
What he didn't know was that their prophetess, shaman, and divine messenger...
...had not uttered a single word.
Kasjia had a bad feeling.
After successfully killing another approaching Sulpha biker with his sword, he drew his bolt pistol again.
He aimed at the largest, most Ork-like, and most scrap-covered armored vehicle chasing behind him.
To catch bandits, first catch the king!
If he killed the Sulpha leader here, these scavengers would scatter like birds and beasts!
Thinking of this, he aimed the pistol in his hand at the rapidly spinning tire of the armored vehicle.
VMM!
A hit!
Kasjia cheered inwardly.
In his years of training under Fulgrim, besides swordsmanship, he had never slacked off in his shooting practice.
Even while moving at high speed, Kasjia was confident he could hit his target.
His confidence was not without reason.
The bolt round was indeed heading for the armored vehicle's vulnerable tire.
But just as it was about to hit, a transparent light screen suddenly appeared in front of the vehicle, completely dissolving the beam.
Damn it!
These scavengers actually have a psyker!
Psykers, also known as sorcerers.
These people have an innate talent for Warp sorcery, able to create force shields, shoot lightning or fire, manipulate objects, and control minds using the energy of the Warp. Powerful psykers can even destroy entire stars.
They were extremely troublesome opponents.
Get out of here first!
Seeing that his attack had not achieved the expected effect, Kasjia quickly turned to regroup and fight again.
But just as he was about to hit the throttle, the motorcycle's speed suddenly dropped.
It was as if an invisible weight was pinning it firmly to the ground!
"Damn it, move—ARGH!"
Kasjia slammed on the throttle with all his might, but the once-speeding motorcycle could now only "crawl" at an extremely slow pace!
The psyker's telekinetic gravity field was pressing him and the motorcycle heavily to the ground!
Kasjia, who had no psionic talent whatsoever, had no way of resisting such powerful Warp sorcery.
With such a great opportunity right in front of them, the enemy naturally would not give up the chase.
The Prophetess, with the eerie movements of a marionette, stuck her head out of the armored vehicle's sunroof, whispering under her breath.
A moment later, a bolt of blasphemous energy, emitting a bizarrely colored light, shot towards the slowed Kasjia!
This was bad.
Faced with the rapidly approaching psychic lightning, Kasjia could not dodge and could only curse inwardly.
And just as he was about to fall into despair, a tiny, almost invisible golden-red spark, unnoticed even by himself, began to burn at the center of his forehead.
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