Humanity survives freer outside the yoke of the Imperium. [Mita does not flinch. She doesn't even move. Not because she doesn't react in time, but because she chooses not to. Adrenaline rushes through her, but she turns her head up to him, staring him down.] You are giving me a chance to what? Scrape before my masters again? The Emperor is a hypocrite, with purity on his lips and a dagger in his hand. I have suffered countless indignities because of no fault but my birth. And you will not scare me, Luna Wolf.

[Her voice sounded strong and certain, resonating from somewhere deep. Somewhere strange. Not drawing on her power, but preparing to if need be.]

If you take even a single more step towards me, I shall shred your mind.