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         As his transport came to a stop, Brother Raynor walked out. The natural light stung his eyes,
he was far to use to the artifical light of space travel. The rest of the Space Marines fell out in perfect order.
"Sargent" belted Comander Raynor."Yes sir" responded Brother Thrat
"Today we work the Emporer's will. We will counquer this new system and do so quickly. Have your men ready to advance in two minutes."
As the marine went off, Comander Raynor looked about. "This planet will serve the Emporer well."

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