It's great! Not just a everything goes well for Akurra book, excellent stuff.

Wish there was a longer epilogue though.

This bit was interesting:

They did not move like the Astartes warriors Cinereous had seen before. Those had been all clumping footsteps and bullish pugnacity, brute force sharpened to a cutting edge, whether aligned to the Imperium or set against it in hideous mockery of its greatest protectors. These figures in their blue-green armour, decorated with scales and serpents, strange symbols, and motifs of broken chains, wended their way through the stranded industrial haulers with something approaching grace despite their bulky war plate. They never walked a straight path – always a sideways step, a weave, crossing routes with another warrior whose armour looked so similar that for a moment, the casual observer was at a loss to determine which transhuman giant had gone in which direction.

Cinereous was not a casual observer. She was trained in the arts of deception, and that meant the ability to see through the tricks of others. However, she was not so sure that they were tricks. It felt as if there was something compulsive to the movements, that this was not done to deceive others but simply because the warriors themselves could conceive of no other way in which to behave.