"Emperor guide my hand." [i][b]Bracheous had said to himself. He reloaded his gun merrily, before he stood ready for the fight. [/b][/i]
English
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The mass of terminator armour moved in sync, headed towards the heart of the hive all the while repelling the enemy forces that assaulted them.
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[i][b]Bracheous moved relatively close to the back of the group, picking off stragglers that would come behind the force. [/b][/i]