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- 'They need our help,' said Colddryn, a necron warrior locked in his sights. A second later that warrior fired, emerald lightning stripping the Dreadnought's legs down to naked servos and sending the raging machine crashing to the floor. Colddryn screamed in anguish. 'This is your chance for absolution.'
- Everliving Legion
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