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"God-Emperor save us," Varn muttered when he saw the picture of the beast. It was a twisted monster, something he would expect to see in his nightmares, and certainly not in real life, he could feel both his fears rising, what f it was such monsters that they had to face? The Legion had taught him that anything could be defeated through sheer will and determination to live, yet he felt doubt about facing such a foe head on.

He shook his head, trying to get over his fears though he shuttered by the thoughts of meeting such a creature. Then he felt his stomach twist and turn again. Damn... When was the last time I ate? Varn thought, rubbing his stomach. "Aight, I need a break," Varn announced for everyone. "I haven't had a decent meal in two and a half year now, frak, I haven't even had a clean shower since Frenksworld..." Varn turned and walked towards the door.
[b]"I don't know about you folks, but I think better when I at least have something in my stomach, and get some time to clear my head. We can't think of everything at once,"[b] He said, indirectly inviting anyone to join him at the canteen.