Dawn of War: Ascension by C S Goto

Author:C S Goto
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-01-11T15:19:35+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

YNGIR

The highest rooms in the towers of the monastery were the smallest, built into the tapering shape of the great spires, and Meritia’s chamber was near the top of one of them. She had chosen it because of its seclusion from the rest of the edifice, which bustled with menials, curators, servants and pledge workers during the waking hours. When she had first arrived on Rahe’s Paradise, Jonas had found her yearning for solitude rather strange, thinking that being light-years away from Bethle II and the rest of her order should seem secluded enough for his guest. He was wrong.

As Gabriel paced up the stairs of the tower, taking three steps at a time without giving it any thought, his mind raced with the events of the brief battle with the eldar. It had been the same farseer that they had encountered on Tartarus, and she had recognised him. She had waited for him in the middle of the theatre and had just stared at him, as though searching his soul for something hidden deep within it. If he closed his eyes, Gabriel could still see those glittering emerald eyes radiating something unspeakable and alien into his being. If Prathios hadn’t pushed him aside, he had no idea what would have happened, and he shuddered at the realisation that he could have cut her down in an instant, but that he hadn’t done so. He hadn’t even tried.

And then there had been the bizarre cracks of darkness that had flashed through the combat zone, presumably superheating and condensing the sand under their feet into mica glass and rock. He had never seen anything like it before, and his intuition told him that it must have something to do with the odd xenos artefacts that Meritia and Jonas had unearthed under the monastery. But intuition was not good enough for a Blood Raven – he needed some evidence. Perhaps this old Exodite world was hiding an ancient eldar weapon in its depths – something that the farseer could use to shift the terrain of a battle into her favour? Whatever it was, Gabriel needed to know about it – knowledge is power, as the Great Father had said to the earliest recorded Blood Ravens, so we must guard it well.

‘Sister Meritia,’ he called, drawing to a standstill outside the door to her chamber. If she had regained consciousness, he needed to consult the Sister about her thoughts concerning the mysterious wraithbone tablet and the tunnel network that seemed to run underneath the monastery itself. Jonas was already on his way down into the site, a new sense of urgency driving his scholarship.

There was no answer.

‘Sister Senioris,’ repeated Gabriel, rapping on the door.

Still no answer.

Pushing open the door and preparing an apology in his mind should he find Meritia in the room and conscious, Gabriel stepped into the small cell. It was neat and orderly, as he would have expected. The shelves supported a well-organised collection of tomes, together with tablets and scrolls.

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