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... cking up communications from the Imperial Forces manning the Sanctus Wall. While the messages we intercepted were garbled and filled with static, it was very clear things were not going well for them. Instead of sending manpower to stop our march across the Great Rift, Abaddon had focused his time and energy on trying to close the Nachmund Rift. Anticipating heavy resistance from here on out, I made the decision to bring all my forces in for the rest of the expedition, including the Blackstone F ...

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