[Perturabo]

Deep in concentration at a cogitator staion deep below the city Relic one stopped, his fingers hovering over the activation keys. On a silent cue he types in the final sequence and turns on his heel and vanishes into the shadows

All that can be heard over the close channel vox is "It is done my Lord, i have the information you require"


For a few minutes all there was, was semi darkness with the occasional mote of dust in the half light, then with no warning the cogitator blew up...but here in the underbelly of the city there was no one to see it

Far away in the darkness Relic 1 smiled to himself knowing his masters work was being done