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On the bridge of the Aquila, everything started to calm down. The Chapter-Master was taking care of the last of the insurgents on the bridge, when a brother marine reported, “Its all quiet, Brother Haemon…” as he lowered the lasgun he had picked from one of the numerous corpses piled about the entrance of the command area.

It was the calm before the storm though. Almost as soon as those words were spoken, a blast of heavy caliber weapons fire burst forth from the dark passage.