Editing The Tales of the Emperasque: Part Sixteen (section)

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Vulkan balanced the Spear in his hands, staring down at the haft. He had spent the last four hours trying to rebalance it, and to his relief, it seemed to have worked. “One problem down,” he said quietly.<br>
A quiet knock on the door of his workshop on the Chalice drew his attention. He glanced over his shoulder to see a member of the Prometheus Station’s crew standing at attention behind him. “Yes?”<br>
The serf bowed reverently. “My Lord Vulkan, our dispatch instructions have arrived,” he said.<br>
“Excellent,” Vulkan said, placing the Spear in its cradle. “Do you have them?”<br>
“I do, my Lord,” the serf said, handing his Primarch a sealed container. He backed out bowing at a gesture from Vulkan, who opened the container to see a holocard within. At a touch, it sprang to life.<br>
“Lord Primarch Vulkan, et cetera et cetera, by decree of the Senate, so on and so forth…” Vulkan parsed the letter aloud. His eyebrows shot up when he reached the actual dispatch order. “…Security and containment? What did they capture?...A space station, hmm. Interesting.” He finished the letter in silence, crushing the holocard to powder and tossing it in the forge as he finished memorizing the contents. “A skirmish with the Duskwraiths themselves, eh? Sounds like a grand old time,” he said with a dark grin.