The calm serenity of the teleportorium was broken as one of the attending Magi announced "Xenos vessel shields are down. Prepare for embarkation." The chorus of binaric prayers rose around the platform, and the air began to fill with the mingled scents of incense and caged lightning. "Activation in 30 seconds, the Omnissiah directs our footsteps along the path of knowledge."<br/><br/>"The soul of the Machine God surrounds thee.<br/>The power of the Machine God invests thee.<br/>The hate of the Machine God drives thee.<br/>The Machine God endows thee with life.<br/>Engage!"<br/><br/>For a moment the universe seemed to turn itself inside out, and when it righted itself once more, Invicta was stood in a ramshackle hold, great piles of debris strewn all around. The ozone tang of teleportation hung in the air, and lightning traceries of witchfire skittered and crawled over the nearest junk piles.<br/><br/>Blinking in surprise a score of yards ahead was a figure, filthy and raggedly dressed, but unmistakably human.