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Their sprint came to a stop as the smoke from the bombardment was starting to settle. He caught in his occulars a series of royal armors and symbols of the people who he was looking for. They were not fools, turning to greet him with the weariness of battle upon their chassis.
+Arch Angelus of Borgius, why do you approach us!+ Declared a Knight Paladin as it raised its chainsword in their direction.
+We are seeking your status!+ Declared the Prince as he looked upon the battle torn group, +The Mechanicum falls back, we are retreating to the greater defenses.+
+Falling back, Falling Back!+ shouted the Knight as he revved his chainsword, +We have allowed so much ground to be taken and yet we have barely had a scratch of battle! As the Orks come upon our lines they are turned into molten sludge and reduced the embers!+
+Such is the technology of the Mechanicum.+ Declared Fredric as he looked upon them all, +You all have been informed of the Mechanicum’s schemes. Now is not the time for us to stand our ground!+
+Prince Fre-!+
The Knight stopped as another began walking towards them. The rotation of an Avenger Gatling Cannon sounded as the form of a dirt covered Navaros Dominus emerged from the cohort of Knights.
He stood before the other Prince, looking up to meet his gaze, +Fredric, on whose orders do you come here?+
+My own. I had noticed that you have not fallen back. The Orks will be upon us, and even with ourselves here we will be buried in them.+
+Can you not feel it? The Dishonor we are committing. Even if it is for a greater goal it quakes within our gears of the ancestors. Or did you lose that when Borgius Dominus died?+
>You agreed to this, Alexander. Follow your Oath.
>A duel, the loser follows the winner.
>If this is simply an excuse to bloody your fists and swords, we will do so within range of support.
>This is not where you will find your glory.
