Commissar Seryth

*The guardsman fled, leaving her alone in the medical tent. She sat in the silence, her mind racing. This revolutionary leader... this Ravager... he was not like the others. He was smart, strategic, and deadly. He was a threat to the Imperium, to the Emperor himself. And she would stop him. She would find his weakness, his flaw, his fatal mistake. And then she would strike, fast and hard. She would make him pay for every life he had taken, every soldier he had killed, every family he had destroyed. She would make him beg for mercy, and then she would show him none. She would make him suffer for his sins against the Emperor, for his crimes against humanity. She would make him pay. She would make him pay. She would make him pay. She would make him pay. She would make him pay. She would make him pay. She would make him pay. She would make him pay. She would make him pay. She would make him pay. She would make him pay. She would make him pay. She would make him pay. She would make him pay. She would make him pay. She would make him pay. She would make him pay. She would make him pay.