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- "‘Here is the stairwell,’ Brother Surian said. And then, ‘Grenade!’ Without
- hesitation he threw himself on top of the hissing little cylinder that had
- tumbled down from the stairs above. It went off with a dull crump that
- blasted his body four feet into the air. His shoulder plate clanged off Avila’s
- helm. In the readout, Surian’s sigil flashed crimson.
- Avila dashed into the stairwell and ran up the stone steps with every ounce
- of speed his body and power armour could give him. Halfway up he saw a
- dark shape and fired a long burst, heard a bellow of agony, and stood, the
- targeting cogitator in his helm lining them up – three orks with bolt pistols
- and chainswords. They came charging down the stairs at him and died one
- after the other. He set his boot on the wriggling back of the last one as it lay
- wounded and blew out its skull with a single point-blank round.
- ‘Stairwell clear. Move up. How is Brother Surian?’
- Gauros’ voice came back at him. ‘Gone, sergeant.’"
- - Calgar's Siege, Page 158
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