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"Alright. Gentlemen, if you have a camp to bring us to, now would be an excellent time to do it." [b][i]Bracheous said to the soldiers, and not to the other Space Marines. [/i][/b]
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[u]"Understood. We will take you to the headquarters."[/u] They begin going back the way they came, with the marines in tow.
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[i][b]Bracheous had followed the group intently, as he had wished to survive, and following this group was his best shot at it from how he'd seen it. [/b][/i]
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They arrived in a very, very large room, an abandoned arena of sorts where titanic beasts would battle. A simulated environment was there, with dead trees and black hills. In the center of it was a large ferrocrete building with several smaller buildings around it, searchlights were sweeping the sky around it. [u]"there it is. Base camp."[/u] A few kilometers from them, the space marine saw something out of the corner of his eye. A winged figure fell from the sky.
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"Hold on." [i][b]The White Scar commanded. Bracheous had caught but a glimpse of the disturbance from the corner of his eye, and he quickly cocked his head to the side in an attempt to see it better. [/b][/i]
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[url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/204800026/0/0/1]in the distance, a crater of smoke then appeared. [i]"Brothers, let us investigate this."[/i][/url]
