It was good to travel at night again, maybe he'd have been better off slaughtering the Mutants, it'd have been easier no doubt, A Space Marine kill team was a much bigger threat than some mutants who'd be easy to make flee if he wished them to. The defences being offline was a very, very strange thing, of all Khadiaz had heard of the elusive Fabius, he valued him privacy and to leave these defences open was out of character for what he'd heard of the man. Double agent or agents? A trap? Perhaps power outages? There were many variables to what could have happened. All Khadiaz knew was that these marines were here for a purpose, and being able to find out what they're after or even taking their heads would make a fine prize for Fabius, one should always bring a gift to another man's house after all, what better gift than the heads of one's enemies? Seeing where he was, his navigation systems made out this trip to be much longer. *I hate the Warp...* Khadiaz thought to himself looking at where the Killteam had gone. There was always a silver lining to a more powerful foe it seemed, as it appeared to give Khadiaz a perfect way to follow them which if they were just normal Astartes, he'd have been stuck below. Placing his hands and feet, taking to climbing as fast as he could, hearing the death of the guards, he knew he had to advance upon them to keep a track of them. To find what are possibly the only Space Marines in the entire Warp right next to him, going to the same place he was going, this was either a good omen or a bad. It was amusing how often the two are confused. Hopefully, Khadiaz's, instincts hadn't led him to his death.