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Fifteen minutes of traveling up the mountain they were stationed upon quickly turned into five minutes of running as the Knight and his Vassals scaled down. Quickly the killzone was being drained of soldiers and were replaced with the sleek hilltop that was built specifically to ease the killing of Orks.
The idea that with the slope being as it was granted the greatest change of a Greenskin body to run down it thanks to gravity. A brutal detail that the Prince heard came from the Imperial Fists, and it seemed the Tech priests of the Mechanicum agreed with it.
+My Lord!+ Finally for the moment the Lords of the Armigers were able to speak, +I ask you, why are we advancing to give assistance to Navaros!?+
+Because they are our allies.+ Fredric declared flatly.
+After what they have done to you? The Prince took your lover’s hand!+
+They have, and what of it?+
+That you have seemingly forgotten of it!+
Fredric gave a subtle sigh as he tested the hydraulics in his siege claw, +I have not forgotten such a slight, Lord Miles. I have realized that there is more to our service than simple grudges against one another. What happened to me is what made me a better man today!+
+My Prince…+
+The time for petty squabbling is when we return to Dutonis for wine and the Tournaments. Today we serve the Machine God.+
Such words quickly brought the Armiger into silence and none of the others seemed ready to pick up where he left off. The Prince knew that a few of them had converged, while others had kept their faith in the Machine God’s icon in Atlas.
Fredric thought about it more and more, the fact was that he was likely scaring his men. That he had changed since assuming the Chassis of Arch Angelus.
Was there something in the Chassis, or maybe this is what he truly felt about the situation. Of those things Prince Fredric did not know.
