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The magazine slid into the bolter with liquid smoothness. The armored gauntlet slid along the catch and locked the pin in firing position with equal clarity of purpose. With the roar of an ancient beast of war, the weapon spat its fury at the incoming enemy. The semi-automatic destroyed whatever it was levelled at; the mechanical precision of the wielder ensuring that all of the piggish green brutes that fell beneath his emerald-lensed gaze met with a quick and agonizing death from the mass-reactive bolts bursting in the meat of their disgusting hides. The one himself was a giant in red armor, bedecked in the symbols of angelic might and