[i]Nebamun turned at the presence of another in the currents around him. The Astartes stood before him, the Aquilla upon his chest. This was what Nebamun wished to avoid.[/i] "Leave now Grey Knight, there are no daemons here nor do I plan to bring any. Though...your armor suggests confusion amongst your thoughts, I have never seen a Knight take the black of a watchmen." [i]The Rubicae's eyes began to glow and their eldritch bolt guns snapped up and aimed at the Grey Knight. Nebamun made no action to draw his blade.[/i] "You are outmatched here, I care not where you go but I suggest putting that away, you would not be the first Grey Knight I've slain in the ten thousand years I've seen." [i]Finally Nebamun's helmet lenses began to glow green and he rose a few inches above the ground. [/i] "My lord has taught me much in our long lifetimes, Ahriman's will cannot be stopped so easily."