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You know those dreams you sometimes have, where you're one of the angels who left Heaven after the war of the Fallen? I'm having them again. Last night there was ... someone I really did not expect to see as one of the other angels. He was walking around, glaring at us, reviewing the troops and us mercenaries before the battle for a small piece of strategically important human land.

In other news, Hell has a really awesome marching cadence, yo.