White Knight's Warding

::Didn't take them long, did it?!::

No, it sure didn't -- a handful of marks past the real wild rumours, tops, and at least two different armatures were homing in on the Sublime Communion's icy white domes. Ugly machines, too; rough and grey, more gnarled warbeasts than his ivory knight.

And no idents at all. Of course.

Which meant Van and his lance-mate had open permissions. Time to set the lure.


"Let's show them what happens when you strafe the holy station."

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