[Lord Commander Erus]

The message from Relic 1 caused him to smile coldly as he walked past the Astartes, to the head of those surrounding the Major Dormos palace, all dressed in regulation Adeptus Arbites colors except for the front man, signaling him to be a Chastener.

Julius stood and looked at the man, snarling visibly as he tried to move past and was butted in the stomach by a shotgun stock.

'Chastener... What exactly do you believe yourself to be doing?'

'I believe I am keeping an Impostor from abusing the Holy Ordos. Stand donw, surrender your weapons. Astartes and you alike will be escorted, imprisoned and tried. Under just law, of course.'

'Heretical filth... I am an Inquisitor... I AM YOUR JUST LAW!'

The outburst saw the storm bolter swing up and spatter one of the nearby cars, exploding it to shreds. The sharpnel bounced harmlessly against the Arbites, but Julius fire was only the signal. Deathwatch marines pounced. Dossian let rip with metal shard loaded ammo. Explosions and flechettes rip through different surroundings, and heaped wrecks are set alight. All are done carefully, surgically, and not an Arbite is hurt.

Grabbing the Arbite by his neck, Julius slams him to a wall, not noticing the blood seeping from the mans mouth, as his newly enhanced body is still adjusting to the recently gifted armor and it's assisted strength. He had only hoped that in the process of his drawing the storm bolter that he had keyed the right frequency. If that hack heretic Staad truly was ruling this planet in truth, they would be facing things that he would need Grendel here for. As it was, he had to keep pretenses up until the boy got here.

'Chastener... You will be let down.. And you will open these doors. Or else Vaelsram will behead you, and you will be entered in the annals of the Ordos as Extremis Diabolous. That power rests within my grasp. Do.. You... Understand?'