!XGZ8nDwSYI 03/29/10(Mon)23:09 No.8867332|
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Alpharius nods, and directs the black-suited marine to gather the nearest 20 Silencers, as he strides off through the trees surrounding the landing zone - Towards his own Legion's base, presumably. As he disappears, the black-clad marine and 20 of your Silencers following him, Fal joins you at your side.
"The augmented Sandlegs are ready, lord. How many squads, and of what size, do you require for the assault?"