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... om his throne on the bridge of the End of All Hope, moving down to the table where the leaders of the martial orders were all seated.
Naxar of the Nine Wigs finished off his mug of blood, milk, and whiskey and slammed the warsteel rim onto the table, looking up at the massive warsteel cyborg.
"Wha da humies want?" he growled.
The massive black figure leaned forward, putting spiked knuckled fists on the table. Pistons hissed and steamed, smelling of blood and rust, chains ...
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