[i]Nebamun slid through the crowd effortlessly, the two Rubicae trained their bolt guns forward. The smarter residents parted before an Astartes, the less intelligent were battered aside by the stocks of the Rubicae bolt guns. He sensed his other slave in a warehouse nearby, the presence of fear permeating Nebamun as he read the slave's thoughts. Human's were always afraid of him. As he reached the warehouse door he paused and looked behind him, he could sense many presences in the great ocean, some more dangerous then others as crowds watched him. He would proceed more carefully. Nebamun placed both hands on the great brass doors, closed his eyes, and rose in his enumerations. Power surged through him and effortlessly he pushed the doors inward, despite the maglocks. Dozens of frightened and filthy humans began to scatter and Nebamun roared.[/i] "SONTARES, I HAVE COME FOR WHAT IS MINE." [i]The Rubicae stalked in, scanning the warehouse, there was only one way in and out and Nebamun projected a powerful kine shield on the open gateway, Sontares would not escape. Sensing his servant in the rightmost side of the building he willed the Rubicae to find the wayward slave. They would return shortly with his quarry.[/i]