They Shall Be Crushed
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The Brrean PlateuxDeamon prince Grasnick looked out over the seemingly endless desert. Any other of his minions would have said that it was empty, but Grasnick knew what lied out there. With his warp-enhanced sight, he could see the futile walls of the imperial outpost and the mortal slaves working in vain to strengthen those walls. Grasnick found the Commissar's useless attempts to raise morale quite amusing to him. Grasnick turned around and said to Lucian, his champion of Tzeench, "Have the other sorcerersssss under your command sssstrike down the mortalssss wallssss with their blessssed powersssss. The mortalssss think that they are ssssafe behind their puny fortresssss. Tear down itssss wallsssss, and they shall be crushed."
"Yes, master," Lucian replied. "They shall be crushed indeed."
The Imperial Outpost , in the Brrean desertRegimental Commissar Jaxon Gaiver shouted to the Colonel of the 453rd Cadian regiment "Colonel! Your men require discipline! They refuse to work as hard as they can, and there is only so much I can do! They don't fear death; they say that they shall die anyway!"
"Don't make them work, commissar," said the Colonel. "What they say is indeed true. We shall all die at this outpost. Perhaps they shall spare us if we surrender!" "WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?!?" Screamed Jaxon. "That is the most traitorous thing I have ever heard! Well, if death's coming so soon, you wont mind this will you?" and Jaxon shot him. The Colonel was dead before he started to fall backwards.