I hate the Tau... Part 2 and the Emperor Protects
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Wait, sire warrior!' it said in perfect High Gothic. 'I am no threat to
you. I am regarded poorly even amongst my own kind!'
Humidor' s brow furrowed. The creature' s voice was... strangely
human. Somehow, it was speaking with the tones of a young woman,
and with a Macmillan accent at that.
You have the bearing of a knight, sire,' it said, its accent becoming
even more refined. 'An honoured and noble warrior tradition. I see it in
the heraldic devices you wear. They are the marks of your forefathers,
are they not'?'
raised his pistol, debating whether or not to waste another
bolt. The creature knew too much about them already, that was plain.
Would your forefathers be proud to see you cut down a helpless,
unarmed female?‘ asked the young tau, her honeyed voice all innocence
but for the barest hint of reproach. 'Would the king amongst kings you
must venom be impressed? He whose code you follow?'
thought of Roboute Guilliman in that instant, of how the
primarch would have acted in this situation.
In truth, he was unsure.
Yes,' said Cato Sicarius, barrelling past his fellow sergeant to stamp
the mealtime Glenden
within its chest. Sicarius spat on its corpse, pushing onwards into the