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... drilled, and the auxiliaries and logisticians each at their posts; a weathered face showed a thread of expectation.
As this world's Guardian, he had founded his own holding and knew exactly how hard it was to raise such an army in so little time.
Yet his gene-sire—the First Primarch—had done it.
Over the years Zahariel had tried to form troops of his own.
But when tribesmen faced warp-tainted abominations, terror smothered them; the will to fight would not spark. ...
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