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Warmachine Cryx Mechanithrall Unit
The hiss of steam and the pounding of fists against metal roars in your ears as you make your way to the objective. From behind a hill rises the lumbering forms of a dozen men you once fought alongside. But they are different now. Where they had arms they now have great metal pistons, and where they had faces you recognized, they have gaunt skulls with glowing green eyes. It takes you a moment to realize what it is you are dealing with before you have time to react. But then it's too late, you have been pulverized into dust by the fists of the undead horde.
Posted: 5 May 2011
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