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In the lightless depths of the Underhive's transit conduits, the cargo-trolley ground forward with a rhythmic clack-clack-clack. The massive front searchlight cut through the ancient soot, casting long, dancing shadows against the curved plasteel walls.
Far ahead, at the edge of the light's reach, a mass of twisted silhouettes appeared. They were huddled together, blocking the entirety of the tracks, brandishing a chaotic array of scrap-metal weapons. They were clearly waiting for the trolley.
Kian Voss narrowed his eyes, his hand tightening on the grip of The Bulldozer. "Mutants. It seems the 'Unclean' have finally lost their patience. They've smelled the grain and the nectar."
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