...apparently, these were uninteresting folks with no opinions other than "yes, you are very convincing, and we shall follow you and be part of your retinue", or something to that effect. Either way, it seemed everybody was willing to follow on after Lucius, up to and including the Ogryn. He promptly began to lead the way through the various corridors, listening out for Genestealer activity and turning the opposite direction if he heard anything of the sort. Speaking of which, he managed to cajole the Ogryn's name out of him - Gaduk, or Ga'duk or something, that sort of syllablistic nonsense - and half-stored the names of the others in his group for later use.

In any case, a little time passed after that, during which the group moved downward a few floors. At some point, though, the sounds of heated battle drew Lucius' attention, moreso because the noises made were unmistakeably human in nature rather than the skittering of Genestealer claws he'd grown used to avoiding. And, of course, because they were seemingly nearby... actually, it sounded a lot like two groups of sentient beings fighting one another. Now, what might cause that, he wondered? Perhaps a congregation of Chaos against some Imperial Loyalists? An Eldar clave versus a tribe of orks? Or maybe he was overthinking this, and should check the situation out before making a judgement call on how to proceed. He waved for the rest of his group to follow on after him, (relatively) silently triapsing toward the fight in question, fingering the handle of his sword, ready to fight back against whoever decided to strike first.

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