[i]“There is no truth in flesh, only betrayal." "There is no strength in flesh, only weakness." "There is no constancy in flesh, only decay." "There is no certainty in flesh but death." — Credo Omnissiah [/i] Shrapnel and las-fire filled the air, screams of the dying and pants of the weary binding together in a beautiful symphony of death. Ciaphus’es sensory modules registered this, hooked into the [i] Indomitable Spirit [/i] he could see every viewpoint that the locomotives various cameras could give. The cultists and gene-stealers alike were of such little importance however, and he soon divided his optical processing power to the various arcane and mechanical aspects to start up the train. Servitors rushed around the domed control room, meticulously coded and ordered for specific tasks. To the uninitiated it would seem as though every body acted on its own, but in fact only Ciaphus moved of free will, constructing and modifying organized lines of code and rite, structured and sent through the Omnissiahs will to hundreds of servitors around the train. The whirring and hissing of the controls were automatically tuned out of his Auditory modules as he began to administer the sacred rites. His monotone, vox laden voice resonated about the chamber, heard only by the Bustling servitors and the machine spirit itself. [b] praise be to him, the source of all knowledge, the supreme one of all. Once again give rise to this great locomotives Machinations once again, so that your humble servant my ferry your peoples to safety. Lend this machine spirit your perfect and awe inspiring power so that its Adamantine tracks and Hex-steel Armor can endure the many heresies and defilers that prostrates themselves before it. Praise the Omnissiah, praise be to the God in the Machine!” [/b] With a groan and a shudder, the various cogitators around the Indomitable spirit slowly glowed once more. Auto flak cannons awoke and poured fiery death upon the heretics gathered outside. Registered but unnoticed, the doors of the transport and passenger cars began to squeal and whine, sparks flew as the auto locking mechanisms began to to shut. It was clear that the train would soon make its way out of the doomed hive.