Chaos Space Marine

Menace, Squad {2}
"Stand forth, Servant. The Sword you carry has been smelted in the heat of your anger, forged upon your
desire, tempered in your hate, quenched in your soul, polished with your loyalty, furnished with your bones
and skin, tested in your hand, and borne in my name.
You Slave, are mine, as much as the Blade..."
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