The rational way

Tolemy lifted one of his free dendrites up and extended a blade from the manip. He plunged it down towards Enhort’s right eye. There was a spray of blood. It splattered the wall of the chamber. Tolemy fell. The back of his head was missing. Enhort pulled himself out of Tolemy’s twisting, spasming dendrites. Egan lowered a bolt pistol and sat back down. He rested the pistol on his knees.    

‘He didn’t know I had this,’ Egan whispered in his fleshvoice. ‘Knowledge is power.’    

Unsteady, spattered in blood, Enhort walked over to Egan.    

<What have we done?’> Enhort canted.    

Egan shrugged. He put the bolt pistol to the side of his head. 

‘All I know is, I’ve done too much,’ he replied.    He pulled the trigger

Titanicus, chapter 10011 - Dan Abnett