"You must feel the energy flowing through your body, Ardo, feel it and bend it to your will. You must control the warp, or it will control you."
Ardo winced as he focused all his will in an effort to put out the raging fire in front of him. He smiled as one side fizzled out, but it quickly burst into life again, this time burning brighter and hotter than before. Suddenly, the flames went out all together, and he relaxed.
"Good, young one, good. Many psykers find their strongest abilities emerging in times of extreme stress or anger. You are indeed a capable psyker, but are you to become a Librarian like myself?"
Ardo shook his head and stared at the ground.
"I am not strong enough to become a Librarian, not like you. I will become nothing more than a rank and file soldier."
With pride, Ardo looked up at Balaz, a smile splitting his face.
"But, I will still be one of the Emperor's Finest, a Space Marine, and I will cleanse the stars of humanity's enemies."
"If you survive that long, Neophyte."