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- Some instinct sent him springing to the corpse of the chief heretic. He wrestled the ancient weapon from the body, hefted it and then threw it with one perfect cast, directly into the mad eye of the Primarch. The spear vanished into the raw stuff of Chaos, sinking slowly from sight like a stone vanishing under water. The scream of a god in agony filled the temple, booming across the room with such force that Ragnar had to cover his ears with his hands.
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