[h1]UMMA Vessel [i]Tanngrisnir[/i][/h1]

It seemed that ensuring the safety of the passengers was going to be a pretty easy thing to do, if all the enemies were just going to show up and attempt to kill the people armed and ready to fight. Ears twitched, and a man that thought himself quite safely unnoticed behind the slight girl instead got bisected as she whirled round. 

The two Fenrisian Wolves were little more stationary, having literally ripped a man in half as he appeared between the two siblings. Fenris wasn't simply a Death World because of its climate, after all, though it had to be accepted that a planet with such a variable environment was an absolutely terrible place to live.

Leman stood and examined the metal box that had followed Dlanor and come into her field of view. It was obviously a dreadnought, and an old one at that, but even more important was its colours. That was [i]her[/i] Legion. "Brother! Do you recognise who I am?"

If he didn't, with her name called out less than a minute ago, recruiting standards must have slipped at some point.