The crawlspace groaned beneath the shifting of metal plates, as if the ship itself were breathing. Vendric and Cratt held her. Hot xxx She led the way, her body moving with fluid grace despite the chaos surrounding them. No matter the cost. “Keep moving,” Vendric whispered behind her. Pained gasps and sobs were coming from her non stop. Her body no longer responded like it should. “Something’s wrong,” Vendric muttered, his voice low but filled with tension. The ship was coming apart at the seams, the twisting, unearthly energies of the warp leaking through the hull and tearing at the fabric of reality itself. It began as a strange rumble, a tremor that shook the very bones of the ship. “Something’s wrong,” Vendric muttered, his voice low but filled with tension. It was her sharp mind, unwavering loyalty to the Emperor, and unrelenting
