The Spectre nodded in acknowledgment. "Go in, retrieve or destroy objective, get out, no chance on reinforcements. And in ideal case doing it swift - This job sounds perfect for a Mymearan and even more perfect for a Shadow Spectre." Zu'ark said with a smile, putting his helmet on now, symbolizing his readiness.

"A space fortress which spent Khaine knows how much time in the Warp is one hell of a place to spend our vacation on. Trust me, I know these things," Razauil spoke up while thinking about how he spent most of his life in a similar place like that.

"How can we destroy something that spent all these years in a place like that? Who knows what might happened to it. And how do you know it's still even there? Believe me Caerys, warp energies can distort your scans, we could be running in completely blind here. And since daemons are in the play, it will be even more interesting. It's a quite big place, perhaps some greater fiend made it his home? But I can't deny - that fort will be a great hunting ground!"

Caerys chuckled. "I'll save you the details, but the runes foretold of it. I checked once, twice, and thrice. Each time it was there." She replied, keeping in mind his dislike of "fate" and anything to do with it.

"Yeah, I feared you would say something like that," the Reaper cursed. "It's even worse than a hunch...So, did you see anything specifically happening...to me?"

"For disliking fate you are quite interested in it, have you changed your mind about farseers, Razauil? ... Or just interested in Caerys?" Zu'ark commented from the side with a smile under his helmet, his eyes looking at Uiriel.

"Ah, don't get all jealous now Zu'ark, I was just asking our fair Farseer here if she can indeed see anything, so when I indeed enter that death trap, I can prove how wrong she was"

"We all know it is a death trap, all she claims to see is the object there. And you are better off concentrating on that than on your.... Fate and Caerys. The mission comes first, Dark Reaper." Zu'ark said, his voice not being off the standard tone so it was hard to tell if he was implying anything or not.

"Mission comes first eh? It sounds like something I heard before..." Razauil smiled, his voice neutral, same like Zu'arks. "Don't you worry about me Spectre, better think about who is going to take care of your little Wayseer while we are gone?"

"Uiriel is certainly safe in Caerys care, just as she was before we had been here." Zu'ark said, narrowing his eyes behind his mask towards Razauil, but his tone still the same. The control of his voice was mastered just along with his manners. "Though I am certain that Uiriel appreciates our worries about her." He added after a short pause, bowing to the Dark Reaper and the Wayseer.

Caerys chuckled. "Alright. Alright. Enough you two." Her voice was light, implying no ill will. "First off Razauil I dont typically watch your future. You desire your privacy and well, you shall have it. Second, Uiriel will be fine. I'll watch her." Caerys stated.