Novel & Cerita Warhammer 40k Soldier

"This territory is ours now. No outsiders allowed. Move along!" Sam was furious. He couldn't comprehend the soldier's disrespect, especially considering how Shane himself had treated them with the utmost respect. "Are you deaf? This man, Mr. Quinn, funded the very weapon you're holding! Think about who gave you the courage to go to war with the Hannibals!" In response, the Roland soldier leveled his weapon at Sam. "I'll shoot if you don't leave!" "Looks like you're burning bridges now, huh?" Severus Storm, one of Grayson's best bodyguards, opened the car door and immediately pacified the soldier before getting back in.

With one final, ear-piercing roar, the beast collapsed, its body dissolving into black smoke that dissipated into the air. Bruce stood in the clearing, his body battered and bloodied, but his stance victorious. His amber eyes locked onto Malrik, defiant and unyielding. “I’m not just a soldier,” he said, his voice steady despite his exhaustion. “I’m your First Soldier. The ultimate weapon.” Malrik stepped forward, his grin sharp and satisfied. “Perhaps you are,” he murmured, his tone laced with dark promise. “But remember, Bruce, your power comes from me. Fail me, and it won’t just be your strength I take away—it’ll be your life.”