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	Martin looked at the servitors with a sort of uncomfortable distress, and as Remuss leaves, Martin gets to work on them. It takes all of half an hour, mainly it being sedating the servitors. Afterwards, no doubt, a group of space marines would storm in, or Remuss would simply appear, looking for them. What he would find, is five complete humans, or sub humans, depending on if the Servitor was formerly a criminal, or was created for being a servitor. Each one would be healthy, and their minds a fresh slate when it came to the mental rewiring the imperium had put them though. Martin would be beside them, monitoring their vitals. 

	"That is no way to live..." Would be Martin's explination of why, and as for how, he'd show Remuss the genetic's station. A place filled with machines able to clone organs, and create programmed nanobots to rewrite a creature's genetics. This, of course, had been how Martin had remade what the Imerium had ripped out, and replaced with steel. To Martin, only those willing, should be put though such horrible conditions....But after this, Martin offered to keep them employed under his command. He had given them free will, he would be the one to oversee them, and if need be, bare the blame for their actions. After this, he began his research, eventually finding out about Australia. With a quick report in to Remuss, he asks for permission to send a robotic strike force to capture the area, already having given orders to his ground forces to begin making headway to Australia.

Ozo would await a response from his two new allies, waiting to take them where they need to go, with a smile. he seemed the alright sort,although visually off-putting.

	"My friends, I owe you. Consider my services yours, for the time." Ozo, talking to Firebrand, and Damien.

	Threek would use his great mystical power to reorganize Viral's army, and begin to rebuild Winipeg, reforming the great gun towers, from the ground up, and leading strike forces into near by areas to capture slaves to help with the construction. He would warn the army of an impending disaster, for told by his god. As such, he would work them hard, as if getting the city totally fortified was their greatest goal. It would begin to look like a gothic fortress, made of steel, and stone, and armed to the teeth with defenses.

	"We will be ready. We will survive, as long as you all put in your due. As will I." Threek, as he orders his men to build great walls of steel, under the threat of being turned to ash in a blink of an eye.