"Calixis Sector is lost to us, just like the Achilus Crusade. We should've cut Soloman off decades ago." "Such little faith you have my good lord. Don't you know that, with the Emperor's light, what was lost may yet be found once more?" -A conversation between two High Lords of Terra, including the Inquisitorial Representative, Will Knight. In the dark, metal hallway of the Retribution Class Battleship, The Righteous Fury, three figures strolled forward. To the distant observers, one could see a conversation between the body language of the two individuals flanking the hulking figure in the front, though no sounds reached them; the front man's heavy footfall, undoubtedly a side effect of his custom-made terminator armour, obscured any fainter sounds from escaping. As the group approached, the individual in the front's true size becomes apparent: he towers over the man behind him and even stood above the woman, who also had on a set of power armour. His face, a collage of scars and wrinkles, framed his piercing dark blue eyes. Long white hair flowed down the back of his head onto the collar of the armour, while a well-groomed beard of white hair spread from one sideburn to the other, going over and under his mouth. The terminator armour actually styled itself quite similar to that of the aegis tactical dreadnought armour of the Grey Knights. However, the chapter symbols were replaced with that of the Inquisition, and the iron halo behind his head in a similar appearance. The words of holy books carved into nearly every surface of the protective suit, so fine in some area as to be invisible to the mere eye until one gets within the melee striking distance of the lord inquisitor. So covered was the armour that even being its presence causes damage to any denizens of the warp, especially those foul servants of the dark gods. Purity seals marked the trims of the armour, the lettering fluttering through the air along with a crimson robe as he walked forward. The storm bolter attached to his left gauntlet being the only weapon seen on him. Behind him and to the right, a similar, but lighter and sharper clink occurred as the woman followed him. She had on a suit of power armour, similar to the Sororitas Power Armour worn by many of the Adeptus Sororitas members. However, it did not accentuate her natural body curves as much, rather fitting more like a carapace armour might, providing additional protection and armour in different spots as well as the Inquisition iconography. Purity seals and sections of it had been marked with the holy words, but not all. Another difference from the lord inquisitor was a book attached to her hip: small copy of the legendary Liber Daemonica. A head full of lustrous black hair flowed from her head and past her dark eyes, coming over her left pauldron and down the front her chest plate, where her conversion field Inquisition Icon hung from around her neck. A large power bastard sword crosses from her left pauldron down across her back, and a Mind Impulse Unit linked rotating auto gun on her right pauldron, swerved around regularly as though seeking a target. Despite the perpetual scowl on her face, she radiates a deadly beauty, from her body language to appearance. To her left, a handsome man walked, almost humming to himself. A head of dark, slightly red hair covered his head, stopped just under his ears to the back and coming down the side of his face from the front, covering a portion of it. Despite the covered portion being scarred, it did nothing to decrease his attractive looks, well considered so in many different worlds of the Imperium. Two green eyes stared out in front of him, while his dark Inquisitorial trench coat remained unbuttoned in the front, showing the same coloured master crafted carapace armour underneath. A power sabre hung from his waist to his left, outside of the trench coat, while the fluttering of the coat showed several pistols of unique make on within the right portion of his chest. Unlike his companions, there was no overt iconography of the Inquisition on his persons. In fact, he seemed more of an amiable noble of a well-off family than a warrior or interrogator. This had been the last thought of many that he had hunted. As the group that strolled towards a momentous meeting, the woman, Inquisitor Natalia Winsole snapped at the air around her. "They're traitors, all of them! To openly flaunt the decree of the High Lords is nothing less than treasonous." Her younger companion turned a lazy green eye at her, amusement covering his face. "My dear Natty, and here I thought declaring others as heretics and traitors was my job, being in the Ordo Hereticus and all." A glare met the easy-going smile on Inquisitor Equilius's face. "How can you seem so relaxed by this news? This chapter openly disregarded their own Codex Astartes. The last time we had an astartes force this large under one banner-" "The last time? Being Guilliman's Indomitus Crusade? Or did you mean during the great insurrection by the traitor legions? We didn't have a rip in the Materium stretching across half the Imperium back then." A growl from the lord inquisitor rumbled through the air. "Equilius..." The younger man nodded his head in deference. Despite his age, which most astartes would consider long, Lord Inquisitor Vindex could still go toe to toe with a renegade chapter master in a fight and win. That alone demanded respect. "My apologies Lord Vindex, I understand that the 'incident' is a sensitive topic within our organization. "Turning back to the lone female of the group, his smile remained unaffected. "But my point stands, the Great Rift have shifted our priorities, and the appearance of what is essentially an undersized legion force within the Adeptus Astartes could be exactly what we need right now." Winsole scowled, her steps growing louder. "The master of these Iron Reapers, this Grand Reaper they called Kremnar, should be brought to trial for his crimes in front of the High Lords on Terra." "And I'm sure once he's removed Huron Blackheart's head from his shoulders, he'll gladly answer any and all concerns they have." "What makes you think him or any of those from Silent Purgatory would be able to accomplish a feat when so many before him have failed?" A voice from their leader and mentor turned two pairs of eyes to the back of the terminator armour clad Inquisitor Lord. "Because this Kremnar now fields at least 78000 astartes under his council's command, with more joining each day, along with the full support of the adeptus mechanicus. No opposing force that had faced Huron could boast of such power, not even during the Badab War. They secured the entirety of Infernus Sector within two and a half decades after the Great Rift opened, and that was only because it took them half a decade to fully mobilised their forces. They may have flaunted Guilliman's codex, but you cannot question their might or effectiveness." "Plus, Mars itself assures us of their loyalty. To attack them with anything more than an inquiry would not only cost us much-needed reinforcements but also drive a wedge between Terra and Mars, something that we don't need in the best of times. Still, one must respect that they managed to keep something so large a secret since their founding, the third I believe?" When only the disapproval frown of Winsole greeted the comment, Equilius continued. "They are currently contained within the Infernus sector anyways, building up to a 'proper legion level' if our informants could be trusted. I'm sure Guilliman will deal with them when he finds the time. A shame though, Emperor knows we can use their support." "Enough. This is but a distraction for us, however, welcomed or disturbing it may be," Lord Inquisitor Vindex said, even as they neared the end of the hallway. Bright lights shone out of the room there, casting the three's shadows behind them even as they walked towards their destination. "We have the Emperor's work to do, and by his will, we will complete it to the fullest, regardless of the obstacles set before us. Sector Governor Marius Hex, Lord Inquisitor Aegult Caidin and Lord Militant Solomon Tetrarchus have failed in their responsibility to the Emperor, and the High Lords of Terra have tasked us with handling their failure. It is nigh time the fist of him seated on Terra smashed the heresy from this neglected part of the galaxy." The two former acolytes of the Inquisitor Lord nodded and followed him forward.