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... -sons, Perturabo trembled all over, shut his eyes in pain, and did not even dare open them.
He wanted to believe this was nothing more than some illusion or hallucination.
Yet every scrap of data and every line of logic confirmed it.
This place truly was the Iron Throne Hall. The warriors ranked up and assembled for inspection truly were his gene-sons.
And that Savior, that Emperor of the Imperium, was sitting on his throne.
It had all happened too fast, s ...
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