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His helm gazed upon the sound of a sultry voice and looked though the piercing gaze of his Visor. and spoke with a booming voice that broke the silence of the space that divided the fleets. "Ah, E Primoris?... Endo memor'at paendo. Paendo enspir anamo Y'Immath Cititadrum.(Ah...
As the Fes'Da Ore'Kain of the aspect of Justice stood atop the pinnacle of Cititadrum Primaris; standing firm and gazing upon the vivid colors of the rift that the expeditionary fleet had traveled through, visions brought to him from the Black Father lined the path that he should take upon...