The roar of a transport aircraft came from the sky.
Even without psychic communications, the towering manifestation of the Matchmaker Demon inside the palace had drawn the Chapter's attention.
Ina, a Sister of Silence, stood fully armored with sword in hand, staring coldly at the daemon below. She was Evan's chief shadow, a Blank who regarded the Chapter as her adoptive father, and a little girl waiting for Evan to finish dealing with this world and take her shopping.
* A daemon? Disgusting.* Ina leaped from the aircraft and brought her Executioner Greatsword down in a furious slash, its edge aimed straight at the Matchmaker Demon before her.
(Although the Sisters of Silence primarily fought Chaos Sorcerers, daemon-possessed psykers were common enemies, and they had received professional training in fighting daemons.)
The small Matchmaker Demon had been about to complete her ascension under the Moon Matchmaker's protection when an anti-psyker zone appeared overhead, cutting off the psyker power flowing in from around her.
She looked up furiously and saw the broad Executioner Blade.
The Matchmaker Demon sprang backward, barely avoiding the blade as it struck the ground. Flying rubble hit her serpentine scales, throwing up a few sparks.
Ina pressed her advantage, lunging several steps forward while keeping the greatblade's tip planted against the ground. Its forward cutting edge was now behind her.
Greatsword: Dance of the Wheel.
The heavy greatblade moved as naturally as an extension of Ina's arm. Its death-laden edge whirled through the air, blooming into one lethal arc after another.
Ina landed a blow, then bent forward and stepped in. The Executioner Greatblade traced a perfect circle over her back before she switched her grip and swung at the enemy with all her strength.
The Matchmaker Demon was currently in her small, true form, with almost