"the human,with his tender boneshis soft hide and his frail, little soul.Crumbling to the iron,shivering in the breeze and breaking,like glass, to the touch of pain.the human,with his endless ingenuity,his unbend will and his neverending madness.Will crush the xenos,burn the heretic and he will purge the demon!"Inquisitor Lord Nikita MolonOrdo Maleus agent, currently traveling aboard the imperial vessel "Indraugnir" towards Vulga Magna
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