Maltheas gazed at the severed alien head through the surviving optic of his terminator armor. Angelus Primus had fallen four mellinia before, he would not allow the same to happen to Angelus Secundas.
"Stop playing with it, Maltheas."
"Yes, Brother-Sergeant."
The genestwaler head, fell to the ground where the rest of it's body lay still writhing on the ground.
[Not sure where I am going with this, but I am working on my Angels background.]
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