The Alliance Vengeance burned in the eyes of Garda 'Donomee as he leapt from the belly of the transport onto the cliff just a few feet below. The burning remains of a Wraith mortar tank sat to 'Donomee's left and to his right, a great structure rose from the cliffside, an assortment of slanted lines, angles, and infrequent curves. Almost immediately after 'Donomee touched down, he could tell that the Brutes had taken up residence. As soon as 'Donomee's squad began to move up the ramps toward the entryways at the top of the structure. It was a hard fight.The Alliance
A 40K ChristmasTwas the night before Christmas and all through the barracks not a creature was stirring not even the ferrets. *** The servitor stalked through the hallways with care as though in fear they may be mauled by a bear. The Space Marines all tucked in tight in their bunks, dreaming of blowing the 'nids into chunks. *** When all of a sudden there arose a great clatter, I called an Inquisitor to look into the matter. I ran to the hanger, Laspistol in hand, and saw a red Thunderhawk with a single white band. *** From it there walked a man clad in red, no sign ofA 40K Christmas
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