Sarena was silent in her manner as the angels and men around her decided their attack plan. She wasn't a tactician, nor much of a woman for plans, such was the affects of the prescribed professions. Certainly she had commanded millions in her life, she had fought the forces of Chaos, the Mutant, the Witch and the Heretic, she had stood against every enemy the Imperium had ever known and she still stood. She had used boarding torpedoes before and felt no qualms about using them. It was merely a vessel to take her to where her faith was needed.
Taking a knee infront of the Magos Var, she removes her helm and bows her head. "Bless me Magos for I have sinned. I was forced to adorn myself in my protections without the full extent of the required rituals so that I may join in this assault. I seek in this brief moment forgiveness for what I have done and what I must do to destroy the heretics and chaos before us." she intones, prepared to board her torpedo when required.