Thud, thud.
The Servitor climbed back onto the raised platform of the Bridge with his damaged body.
Worman gestured for her guards to escort the terrified Ogryn Grong and the Lizardman off the Bridge, then turned to the battered Servitor and demanded angrily,
"Why did you suddenly attack my property?!"
The Servitor's damaged electronic eye flickered faintly, as though suffering from a loose connection. He reached up and straightened his tilted head, which was too deformed to return to position automatically, then looked at Worman.
"Xenos civilization organism absent from authorization list. Elimination. Assessment: no anomaly. Execution failed."
"I don't care where your authorization list came from! This is sacred property of the Imperium!"
Worman shouted at the Servitor.
Although the claim was something of a stretch, Rogue Traders did work for the Imperium, so calling their possessions Imperial property did not seem entirely unreasonable.
The Imperium was an ally. Imperial property was therefore allied property.
For the Men of Iron, the logic held, so there was no problem.
"Understood. This unit will take no further action against this type of Xenos. Given the outcome of the operation, this unit will not seek compensation for damages."
Although the Servitor's body was shattered, that did not prevent Iax from continuing to pursue his objective.
"Now, tell me where the navigation organism is."
Seeing him gloss over what had just happened as though he did not care at all, Worman seethed with anger. She pointed at the open Bridge doors and shouted,
"That Lizardman just now was the navigation organism!"
The Servitor's already fractured face looked even more grotesque now. Broken facial armor exposed a few cables and connectors.
"Hmm?"
Worman seemed to detect Iax's skepticism.
"That Lizardman is native to a nearby planet. Under our instruction, the planet has come to