[ He didn’t seem to acknowledge the Eldar’s explanation in any substantial capacity , save for the rolling of eyes underneath ceramite helm as the xenos felt that she had to explain the behaviors of beasts to him .
Nithael would even daresay that he understood them more than —
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—
[ It is almost an embarrassment to describe the soft, naive nature of the psychic creature. She knew nothing of this hulking creature before her. He could turn at any moment. ]
Delicately.
You are far stronger than the rest of your kin.
— most in the Imperium , hailing from the massive Death World of Cretacia . ]
“ My * kind * know of animals beyond Grox . ”
[ He observed the creature following that comment , moving as gently as his wargear would allow , ceramite fingers would brush down the length of her —
‘ Gibbering sycophants . ’ Veteran Sergeant Nithael remembered his Squad - Brother Gruner’s chastisement as they departed from the Reclusiam , and even felt his smug staring through his Gravis - pattern helmet beside him . He had since disregarded the Sisters and people of —
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accepted , but her sisters continued to hunger for their foes’ decimation and she would not be the one stripping them for so delectable a taste .
— from his hip .
They were lesser in number , and already weary from the fighting .
And , in truth , Nithael had figured that it was the best chance they had for ensuring that any of the Flesh Tearers at his command that were at risk of succumbing to the Flaw were—
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there were all of his sins, staining his hands red. he licked his fingers clean, and found that they tasted of his own blood.


























