[b][i]Deep within the heavily fortified, imperial stronghold, an alert rings out. Moments later, a servitor brings a data slate to the hulking form if Libreous-Tibrarium, who's obsidian battle plate hums with reverse engineered Necron tech. The emerald green, mechanical eyes of his helm focus on the slate. "Rubric marines? I didn't know we had any captives of the sons?" Says Libreous as he opens a private link to a high ranking inquisitor. "This place is full of surprises it seems..." Replies the Inquisitor. Libreous clenches his huge fist, which bursts into a flash of crackling, emerald green energy. "The heretics will burn...." Says Libreous as his 13ft tall form strides towards the door. Upon exiting the chamber, Libreous vanishes into the shadows with a woosh of displaced air. [/i][/b] [spoiler]https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/142581582/0/0[/spoiler]