Burning Sands Chapter |
"I believe so," Darnassus said, refilling his master's tea cup. "Rather lacks finesse, doesn't it?"
"Indeed," Chase said, and looked at his reserves. A squad of scouts loading into their Landspeeder and his Vanguard veterans testing their jump packs in perparation for a deep strike, then he looked back to the battle. The wagons were much closer, and lascannon beams were bouncing off of them like lasguns off of terminators. "Bugger that then. Let's go home."
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