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... roaring sound of command echoes when the last civilian from the Legellan passes through haps between five primarily formed formations. Within half a second, the 8th Mordian iron Guard Regiment reformed back to one, and with a single smooth motion, the entire front row went down to their belly, the second row went into one knee, and third remind standing with all their weapons aiming at hoards of lesser daemons of Slaanesh charging towards them.
The walls of lasguns emit blue lights as e ...
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