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The sky pressed down above him.  \nThe sky.  \nKyarus dragged himself upright and took in the devastation that surrounded him. The hull of the Rhino lay blasted open, twisted spars of metal reaching up like fingertips. Metal groaned as fires took hold, seals and joints snapping and popping in the heat. Ceramite emblems split and cracked like seared flesh.  \nKyarus cursed softly and made to pull himself to his feet. He tried to shift his weight by leaning on his other hand and grimaced.  \nHis hand had been shorn off at the wrist.  \nLooking at the stump of ragged flesh and bone, Kyarus cursed again.  \nHe was surprised by how much it bothered him.  \nBrother?  \nKyarus looked up. The voice was coming from somewhere outside the wrecked transport. It was barely more than a gargled hiss.  \nBrother? The voice repeated.  \n‘Yes?’ Kyarus shouted back. ‘Yes. I am alive. Who speaks?’There was a pause before the disembodied voice spoke again. Brother?  \nKyarus heaved himself upright. His damaged armour squealed and whined ashe moved, joints sparking. Thunder, loud enough to split the sky, pealed out ashe hauled himself out of the mangled remains of the Rhino.  \nHe stooped and picked up a warped metal stud that had been expelled from the stricken tank. It was still warm from the fires.  \nKyarus murmured a brief benediction, closing his fist tight around the stud. The tank had served the Chapter longer than he had. He put the token into a  \npouch at his belt.  \nBrother? The voice persisted. It seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere.  \nKyarus drew his sword with the heavy scrape of metal on metal.  \nHe tried to remember the minutes before the explosion. There had been others. Yet he awoke in the wreckage alone.  \n‘Where are you?’ Kyarus muttered, staring into the darkness. For a moment, he felt uncertain. This made him angry. Brother? The voice said again, like a whisper in his ear.  \n‘Marius? Damanios?’ Kyarus bellowed his brother ’s names into the dark. Silence.  \nThe darkness slid closer. Kyarus could barely see the sky anymore.  \nHe growled. ‘I am Brother-Sergeant Leonen Kyarus ofthe Imperial Fists. Show yourself.’  \nNothing. The darkness kept its peace.  \nKyarus cursed under his breath. He tasted iron.  \nFor a few minutes he simply stood there, waiting, sword aloft. Connecting to his squad’s vox-channel, Kyarus clicked his way through frequencies. Hissing static answered him. Hissing static with an undercurrent of something else.  \nSinging.  \nKyarus cut the link with a snarl and moved off further into the murk. The darkness had become so close that he quickly lost sight of the carcass of the Rhino, and even with his helm’s aid he had trouble maintaining a consistent heading.  \nAfter almost ten minutes he came across the skeleton of a building. It loomed out of the stygian gloom, empty windows staring. The doorway was an open maw, the jaws of a beast. Inside, its heart burned. The glow of a fire lit the archway and the stench carried on the wind. It smelled of cordite and promethium fumes. It smelled familiar.  \nAs soon as he stepped beyond the threshold, he heard the voice again. Brother?  \nIt was even more ragged and hoarse than before, a rasping croak that carried between the building’s bones from somewhere above.  \nInside, a spiral staircase led him upwards, around collapsed roof sections and beneath gaping wounds left by artillery. He left boot prints on the staircase, treading through something black and viscous.  \nThe stairs terminated at a massive set of wooden doors. Unlike the rest ofthe  \nbuilding, they remained intact, as if whatever had broken the building had avoided them deliberately.  \nThe voice emanated from beyond.  \nThe doors ground open as Kyarus put his full weight against them, forcing his way into the chamber beyond. The roof was missing, the supporting columns now ruined obelisks.  \nAt the centre of the chamber, a dark pillar ","cbCaicMFULQ0O1Bs","https://ap.wps.com/l/cbCaicMFULQ0O1Bs","pdf",473583,13,"English","# Binding\n## Kyarus wakes in the wreckage\n## The voice and the search\n## The chamber and the chained abomination\n## The confrontation","[{\"question\":\"Why does the voice keep calling Kyarus “Brother”?\",\"answer\":\"The voice persists through the darkness and draws him toward the source. 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