Tigranes sighed in relief as the guards merely beat up the poor, deluded lunatic. Still, that little stunt could have killed them all. Emperor knew just how many trigger happy guards patrolled the halls of Redemption. Maybe the beating would be enough to finally set him straight. But Tigranes didn't dare to really believe it. By the looks of it, the only solution to Hall's madness was the Emperor's Mercy or a miracle. The former being much more likely in a place like this.

The Captain's words about the Crusade and the chance of redemption, however, were enough to take his mid off the pathetic spectacle on the floor. That's exactly what he was hoping for! An opportunity to wash away the stain of heresy and the crimes he had committed against the God Emperor. Even death in battle would be better than wasting away in this hellhole. The former miner didn't need any further prodding after that as he rushed alongside the mob. Pushing and shoving other convicts away in his hurry to get in line. 

Once in line, Tigranes could barely contain his excitement, blurting out his name and droning on about his years in the Haykan Royal Army to a disinterested guard who motioned him forwards. The soon to be Penal Legionary made his way through the cramped halls and corridors as fast as he could in the middle of the mob of volunteers before finally reaching the cell in the Eastern Wing.

There, he found himself stopping close to several familiar faces from the canteen. None that he knew by name for Tigranes had just been recently transferred from one of the other holding sectors. Thinking about it, maybe one of his fellows from Hayk spread around the planet would also take the offer? It would be good to have some familiar faces to face the coming challenges.