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With the Tyranids all destroyed and the clones basically leaving the planet, the surrounding bloodshed was at an end. The Seeker's job was done, even if it was for a substitute god. Strygwyr expected his empowerment to begin to leave him, for the Twins to call him home. He watched as the clone ships took off, pushing him back with their rockets. He prayed. "Blood god. You are very great, but you must release me. This battle is over. I belong to the twins, gods who also drink blood. They protect my people."