Carlisle woke in Susan's arms, noticing her right arm had transformed into a violet crystalline blade. The reactor core collapsed around them, and Iron Skull, dragging his shattered body, carved a path through the debris. "Go… this is… my last… penance…"
When they emerged to the surface, the night sky was being ripped apart by auroras. The wreckage of Valkyria's flagship speared into the ice fields, spilling crystalline crew members from its ruptured hull. At the crash site's center stood the Inquisitor herself, her scorpion tail and legs fused into a towering, three-meter-high crystal crucifix.
"Dogs of the False Emperor…" her voice grated like rusted gears, "will all become… offerings to joy…"
Susan's arm moved of its own accord, stabbing toward Carlisle. At the last moment, Iron Skull's chainsword severed her mechanical limb. His corrupted power armor crumbled entirely, revealing the mangled remains of his human form beneath. "Hurry… detonate the reactor…"
As Carlisle pressed the detonator, the aurora consumed the entire southern pole.