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... cred Aquila carved on the hull reflected a cold, metallic gleam.
Macro-cannons and las-batteries were deployed along the broadside, accompanied by combat escort craft.
It even had a health bar!
One, ten, a hundred, a thousand—Zeke counted, there were three zeros.
From the distance came Dance’s excited shout:
"It’s the mark of the Volscani!"
Volscani? That regiment that defected to Chaos? Zeke snapped out of his daze.
The Volscani Cataphract ...
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