The torpedo tube opened, and the atmosphere vented, while the heretic simply stood in place, somehow unmoved in the middle of the gigantic tempest.  Speaking without air to breathe, or a vox link to speak through, he somehow said  "I shall see you soon.  You will know me as En."  before flying off into the void, getting a few waves of heavy bolter fire on his way to oblivion just to make extra sure that he was dead.<br/><br/>"Burn in the hell of your foul gods, traitor."  Captian Nephins said, withdrawing a fleet communique from his uniform.  "Commodore Aquairre would like to meet with you to discuss the fate of the system.  She'll also be providing you with the keys to the treasury vault on Attica.  Will your luxury quarters be open for a meeting?"  The captain asked, strangely oblivious to the fact that his men were currently in the process of calculating a firing solution to liquify the corpse of the heretic with a macrocannon shell.