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- Seneca gritted his teeth. ‘Suppressing fire! Nicanor, with me.’
- Helios switched to prey sight in mid-flight. The darkness of the reactor vault softened into rippling waves of deep blue. Bolter shells appeared as stripes of white, traced back to muzzles that glowed a warm orange from their firing.
- Of Honour and Iron
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