Kneeling in prayer, Sarena nods as her gaze falls to the armor. Her skin bare and smelling of sterile clean, she stands and places her hand on the armor's shoulder. "God Emperor bless me, forgive me for what I must do. I will atone for this deed in the destruction of your more hated foes." she whispers in prayer before looking to the nearby serfs, servitors and servants.
"Adorn me. I will observe my rituals once the Chaos have been purged." she says, beginning the ritual of adornment to open and wear her armor with the assistance of those nearby, her skin kept bare and her body ready to accept the trials to come.