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>"Price?" the daemon roared with laughter, "You have paid it already, a hundred times over! For who among the Dark Mechanicum have done more for our cause than you?"
>"But that cannot be," she exclaimed, "I am of the priesthood of Mars!"
>"Are you now, excommunicatus?" the daemon growled, drawing ever closer to the Priestess, "You wear their robes, but what of their dogma? I look to your deeds and see no bounds you have not transgressed. I see hands that have shed the blood of thousands and forged thinking-machines that laid whole worlds to waste. You have walked the path of damnation without remorse, and all of this your have done for power alone."
>The Priestess stood abashed, for in the daemon's words lay a truth that she had always known, but so long denied. There was a part of her that yearned for nothing more than to throw herself into its fiery embrace that very moment, and be borne away into everlasting darkness. Indeed, it was pride alone that saved her from giving in so easily.
>"I have harmed none who did not stand against me," she said, "and if I have defied my brethren among the Mechanicus, it was only that they lacked vision. Would it not be a greater sin against the Machine God to let my works go unfinished than to do as I have done?"
>The daemon shrugged, as if to say that the Priestess had made its point for it, a thunderous gesture of grinding gears. "Know that you are awaited by my master. The time will come when you must choose between his offer and a final death. Until then, I leave you with a token of my master's goodwill."
>The daemon strode across the Generatorium and placed one massive claw upon the smoldering Geller field generator. A wave of renewal swept across the ruined machine, leaving it new as the day the ship had first launched. And in the same instant as the device flickered to life, the daemon vanished without a trace, leaving Salafié awestruck and as far from the Emperor's light as ever she had been.
>"Price?" the daemon roared with laughter, "You have paid it already, a hundred times over! For who among the Dark Mechanicum have done more for our cause than you?"
>"But that cannot be," she exclaimed, "I am of the priesthood of Mars!"
>"Are you now, excommunicatus?" the daemon growled, drawing ever closer to the Priestess, "You wear their robes, but what of their dogma? I look to your deeds and see no bounds you have not transgressed. I see hands that have shed the blood of thousands and forged thinking-machines that laid whole worlds to waste. You have walked the path of damnation without remorse, and all of this your have done for power alone."
>The Priestess stood abashed, for in the daemon's words lay a truth that she had always known, but so long denied. There was a part of her that yearned for nothing more than to throw herself into its fiery embrace that very moment, and be borne away into everlasting darkness. Indeed, it was pride alone that saved her from giving in so easily.
>"I have harmed none who did not stand against me," she said, "and if I have defied my brethren among the Mechanicus, it was only that they lacked vision. Would it not be a greater sin against the Machine God to let my works go unfinished than to do as I have done?"
>The daemon shrugged, as if to say that the Priestess had made its point for it, a thunderous gesture of grinding gears. "Know that you are awaited by my master. The time will come when you must choose between his offer and a final death. Until then, I leave you with a token of my master's goodwill."
>The daemon strode across the Generatorium and placed one massive claw upon the smoldering Geller field generator. A wave of renewal swept across the ruined machine, leaving it new as the day the ship had first launched. And in the same instant as the device flickered to life, the daemon vanished without a trace, leaving Salafié awestruck and as far from the Emperor's light as ever she had been.
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