Krozer reacted with shock to the accusation of treachery, turning around quickly and looking at his entourage, his gaze seeming to linger on one particular figure for more than a few moments.  "What?!  That's impossible, I mean, why would I..."  He stammered, quickly turning about and thrusting his considerable bulk towards Baromir, rising up to look him straight in the eyes.<br/><br/>"Of course the assassin was mine, and the bomb in the theater as well.  It was all routine power politics until you took it all too seriously and blew my legs off.  Now I'm going to get even in my own way, by making you look incompetent at your own job."  Krozer hissed, finishing his whispered rant just before the lights flickered and the ship went on full combat alert.  Before anyone could figure out why, Tarsus was screaming over the micro bead.<br/><br/>"The proximity alarm just triggered.  By all the primarchs!  The crusade fleet just launched a full spread of torpedoes at us!  I'm counting...  forty minutes to impact.  Launching evasive maneuvers...  HANG ON!!"<br/><br/>The regular sounds of the ship's engines began to grow louder, as the Kobras Aquairre made ready to avoid the massive lances of death hurtling towards it...