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Warlock: Ahhh!

As you look down, you see an Ultramarine. The bottom half of him seems to be missing.
"Please... Forgive me. I could not... Save them."

Warlock: Holy shit. MEDIC. Save who?

"The... *cough* civillians..."

Warlock: Where are they?

Someone taps your shoulder.

Warlock: *jumps* What?

"You called for a medicae. Here I am."

Warlock: Oh good. Think you can help this guy? *Points to the guy he was talking to fore the medic showed up*

"An... An Astartes. I am sorry.... I do not know their anatomy."

Warlock: Know anyone that does?

He nods. He's a Magos Biologis."

Warlock: Help him and get him out of here.

"I can't... His biology is too different. All we can do is keep him awake."

Warlock: Okay. I'll keep moving and you stay here trying to get info from him.

"They barely even know their biology."

Warlock: Okay okay I get it. They're weird. But I don't need info about him I need to know what happened here.

He shrugs. "I'm not able to question him."

Warlock: Then let's move.

He jogs off towards an injured Guardsman.

Warlock: *keeps moving*

Not notic as ceramic armour plating

Wut

Space marines are walking tanks. They even have the same armour plating as modern day tanks

Oh woah

Yeah