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- When they moved to strike, it was godlike-blurred by speed, locked into perfect position, weighted to cause apocalyptic levels of damage. Finally, they broke apart, both breathing heavily, both carrying deep rents on their armour. Russ started to laugh, though it was a dark, acrid sound.
- Leman Russ: The Great Wolf pg. 151
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