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The blast of charged particles tore into one of the entrenched tanks, then from the 'Mech's other barrel-arm into its mate emerging from behind a corner.
Commander Ratzelle had to admit - letting the rookie ride in the Warhammer was not such a bad choice after all; indeed was he a crack shot.
'Ha! There it goes, blown into pieces! We'll never see their sorry asses again!'
'I wouldn't be so sure about that, greenhorn' the lance leader replied. 'Get ready for clean-up! We have to root them out by nightfall!'

It is the tortured and imperfect souls who most often cannot find a clear path to the afterlife. Weighted down by sins unforgiven, sins for whose forgiveness they never ask, sins they never regretted.
To be added to Remaking Undead when finished

An armor that senses wearer's needs?