"If you're looking for eyes, I could get you a pair... Only need to find some Chaos fück. Which shouldn't be too hard, considering that it probably riddles with Tyranids, Cultists, Heretics, and other filth."
The Templar turns away from the man, peering into the darkness with his blue eyes, though they were hidden by his helmet.
English
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[i]"Nah... I'm not a fan of the Imperium or Chaos forces... No offense of course."[/i] [b]He says with a chuckle, turning in the other direction and beginning to pad off.[/b] [i]"Catch ya later, big guy."[/i] [b]He throws a claw over his head in farewell and walks off.[/b]
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[spoiler]End, I guess. [/spoiler]