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Finland
"You disobeyed orders," he said.
"And saved your life," she replied.
Tension sparked in the silence. Years of battle had forged something between them—steel, faith, and unspoken hunger.
"You still think your faith absolves you?"
She stepped closer, removing her gauntlets, fingers brushing the scar along his jaw.
"No," she whispered. "But I know it’s real."
Their lips met, fierce and inevitable, a clash like bolter fire. In the ashes of a dying world, two Imperium servants found a moment—not of peace, but defiance.