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Mithias flew as fast as he dared above the ocean surface, heading straight for the Imperium. Even still, the vile sea-fiend construct seemed able to keep up with him. As he approached the shore in the distance he was suddenly faced with quite a dilemma, death by shark behind him, or death by blasters in front of him. With his vampire's sight, he could make out the barrels of two massive cannons lighting up on the bank. Fear jolted through him as the flashes went off, followed by the sound as they fired directly at him. 

Energy blasts singed the air just above him as he dropped down. The impact through the beast was apparent as he looked underneath himself behind him. Displaced water splashed into him with such forced it knocked him out of the air. Unharmed, Mithias rose to the surface shocked and not so certain that was the only creature pursuing him. As fast as he could, he swam and telekinetically pushed to the shore, avoiding flying in case it would be seen as offensive and might draw another cannon blast. Once at the beach, he would surrender himself. 

One of the soldiers 'helped' him out of the water and brought him before the others. Bolters locked on him, and he did his best to feign defenselessness. Once again, the Imperium of Man had shown an ease in dealing with the creatures. He was much relieved to be in their hands rather than in the belly of one of those 'things.'

Mithias made no sudden moves as he responded water dripping off his clothes into the sand. "I am Mithias. I am a member of the Alliance of Conquerers, and I survived the attack on the floating pavilion." He looked around at the small squad, then he looked at Adrian, trying to read him. Consciously, Mithias tried to hide the desperation and fear that he suddenly became aware of in his voice. He shuddered a breath, "... I know who sent the monsters."