Before anyone could answer Kohan, Tarkantor appeared in a flash of light in the centre of the room. Everyone looked round to see what had happened.
Realising they needed an explanation, Tarkantor shrugged.
"Got taken away by a Grey Knight and put through a load of annoying challenges, lost warpfire, but now I know I didn't kill my parents. If I hadn't been faithful to the Emperor, I'd be dead and I would still blame myself for my parent's death. I guess faith could be used here too."
Glancing around the room, Tarkantor noticed loads of high explosives attatched to the walls and ceiling of the room, all hard-wired to a central interface, which displayed a timer. It displayed two minutes.
The back of the interface had been ripped off revealing a bundle of coloured wires, ranging from red, black, yellow, and brown. But there were too many even for an expert bomb speacilist to defuse in two minutes.
"Anyone here good with bombs?" shouted Tarkantor, "We don't have much time...and how did you guys get in this mess in the first place?" then, with a grin, "I'm gone for five minutes and you're all stuck in a bombed up room with no escape. Typical."
Noticing the terminators were also in the room, Tarkantor shut his mouth and continued scanning the room for anything that could be used to their advantage.
Give a man a match, and he's warm for a day.
Set a man on fire, and he's warm for the rest of his life!