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  1. Da Primork
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  3. The Lion dueled his brother at this climax of their battle, and the lord of caliban, true lord of the rebellion, was winning! With every step his brother weakened. To be completely honest, The Lion was disappointed. His brother and the world of Maccrage had grown sickly and ramshackle, with Guilliman's skin taking on a disgusting green parlor. It was almost like taking down an Ork, and that saddened Lion deeply.
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  5. With a beautiful stroke, the lion separated Guilliman's right arm from his body "Any last words, brother?"
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  7. "W-w-waa..." Guilliman let out a weak moan, a confused look in his eye. Lion sighed, and removed the Lord of Ultramar's head.
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  9. "Pitiful brother. Of all of our siblings, how is it you that allows their home to such a mess like this. It looks almost like a greenskin horde has been living here lately."
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  11. "My Primarch!" One of Lion's children ran towards him, panicked.
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  13. "What is it fool? Can't you see I'm basking in victory!"
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  15. "O-of course my lord, but the Ultramarines began retreating, but then-"
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  17. "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!" The famous battlecry of the Orks pierced through from the sky alongside thousand of roks and ramshackle ships.
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  19. "GREENSKINS! How the bloody hell die they get here!?"
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  21. From behind, the lion heard something snap. He spun around, and saw there his brother Guiliman, arm back in its socket, placing his head back on his shoulders and chuckling. The green color to his skin had darkened and solidified somewhere, making the Primarch of the Ultramarines look like a well proportioned and tussles Ork.
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  23. "Y-you? How! How is this possible! I chopped off your damn head!"
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  25. "Heh, don't ya know dat da Orks be tuff as it comes?"
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  27. "WHAT!?"
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  29. "If it talks like an ork, walks like an ork, and krumps stupid gits like da previous warboss and da stupid little Lion, then it must be an Ork," His brother talked with the brute confidence that the greenskinz always possessed. That wasn't what scared the Lion though; what scared the Lion was that his brother was smiling, and that he now had to face the Ultramarines and an Ork WAAAGH!! of unknown size. He wondered if he would be able to tell the difference on the battlefield.
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