# UMMA Vessel *Tanngrisnir*

Dlanor wasn't the only one looking forward to confronting the intruders upon the ship, and someone else had started taking the nearest convenient corridor to their destination: an apparently short and slight girl, incongruously carrying a gleaming and rather... organic-looking blade, who happened to be flanked by two wolves that stood slightly taller than she did, and could appropriately be described as horse-sized.

Completely unaware that one of their former associates was in the other cargo hold, Russ was the first to arrive and stood waiting outside the door. Though the idea of going in and dealing with it alone was tempting, it was tactically unsound and she had no idea what was in there. For all that the primarch knew, it was something that would be pretty hard to deal with using just a sword. A tank, for instance. She really ought to invest in some heavier weaponry.