[color=00aeef]"Or maybe they just want us alive? Do you still sense anything out of the ordinary?"[/color]


[color=a187be]"If you mean that this whole place is steeped in warp corruption, then yes."[/color] Adrianne replied as her eyes scanned the bloodied remnants from the cultist's sudden detonation. The ground was steeped in a miasma of warp taint that felt toxic to Adrianne's senses, and she waved her hand in the air as if to waft the invisible corruption away.
[color=a187be]"But whether the corruption was here from earlier or is the side effect of the cultist's implosion, I cannot tell! And I... "[/color]

[color=8dc73f]" ... thinking of our great psyker friend and how much better would she have flown through the air, for she's got better aerodinamics and padding, much better suited for uncontrolled kinetic events hurtling one self through relative space."[/color]

[color=a187be]" ... and JUST WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?!"[/color] Adrianne shot back at Medaira, raising a finger to point menacingly at the tech priestess - as if she was ready to smite the impish cog girl with the powers of the warp itself! But she held back, instead spinning around and clutching her staff as she put her helmet back on, which clicked in place with a hiss of air.

Gazing through the visors set within the sockets of her skull helmet, she scanned their surrounding area. She could see what few civilians there had been already fleeing the scene. She also saw one person remain by a pillar, staring at them for some time before turning around and departing, but she could not sense any significant psychic aura from the shrouded individual.

[color=a187be]"I feel we walked right into a setup. And that woman was not responsible, at least not intentionally."[/color] Adrianne continued, turning around to stare at the gore and blood drenched spot where the woman had once stood. Indeed, it had only been one person, but the warp-fueled explosion that had occurred had painted the area around them with enough blood to be from a small herd of grox in a malfunctioning slaughterhouse! 

[color=a187be]"Also... " [/color]Adrianne started, before almost stumbling sideways as a voice shot into her mind - now more clearer than before!

[color=f49ac2]"What a mysterious plot you have uncovered - the thralls of the god of anger taking time off to build monuments to him? This is certainly out of style... "[/color] The sickly sweet voice of the demon stabbed into her mind.
[color=f49ac2]"Such a delightfully devious scheme! I propose we unravel this mystery. The first mortal clue should not be far."[/color]

[color=a187be]"Stupid, gah... "[/color] Adrianne was about to mutter, clutching her head when she suddenly felt her senses being guided towards one of the buildings to their north.
[color=a187be]"There! Psychic aura, second floor! A psyker mind linked to the explosion!"[/color]

Adrianne called, pointing at an ornate, six-floor building overlooking their position!