After the Battle of Manros.
The Fierce Angels had seven veterans and ten new recruits left.
There were still eighteen Blood God Cultists who had insisted on following the Fierce Angels, no matter what.
Lu Jin studied the figures in the Medicae.
Fortunately, there wouldn't be another war anytime soon.
Even Ahriman, who had somehow been roaming the Ragefang, had finally left... Onaas was certain he was gone for good.
With the Chapter's numbers dwindling, the surgical device in front of Lu Jin was undoubtedly a lifeline.
Kao could tinker with machinery, but he could never reproduce an enhancement device.
"This white iron box can perform enhancement surgery completely automatically." Lu Jin examined it... He'd even been submerged inside it earlier. Presumably, after his immune system killed two Gene-seeds in succession, they'd dragged him out and tossed him into a coffin.
"Automatic surgery isn't the only thing it can do." Kao walked to the device's right side and pointed to a crystal-like object. "If a Psyker skilled in biokinetic powers uses this to channel their abilities, they can improve the success rate of the enhancement surgery."
Lu Jin thought of the twenty-two new recruits from before. "By the way, why did all twenty-two of them survive the enhancements?"
"Some of Chapter Master Ninos's Psionic Power remained."
"What kind of Psionic Power did that boy Manros specialize in?"
Lu Jin brought up the young Psyker.
Kao had started investigating the personnel after the Ragefang left the Manros system.
The young Psyker had changed his name to Manros, as if a planet had possessed him.
"Telepathy, precognition... just not anything biological." Kao shrugged. "He said everyone in his family was like that. When he was a child, his grandfather tried to use his powers to heal someone, but turned them into an