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Bruce looked around at the wasteland in his pilot suit wearing the sunglasses and felt an almost reverence. So much fire had swept through here. He felt the Ignis Dei respond to the challenge that was unuttered to any of his companions. Such glorious incendiary destruction was a call to Brucey's heart. Jacko bounced next to him and looked up at Brucey with a glance that he couldn't help respond to before hopping over to the poor bastard who's mind was gone. "Poor son of a bitch. He couldn't handle the sight of divinity. Now his mind is gone." Bruce said more to himself than the others as he unholstered his pistol.

"Have the peace the world denied you." Bruce said before shooting the man in the head. Turning around the man forgotten he picked up Jacko and clambered into the Ignis Dei the Wallaby placed in a pouch-like basket intended for the little feller. Without further ado he brought the rest of the systems online and engaged a quick systems test of the gyros and weapons before he plugged in the hard drive into the jerry-rigged loudspeaker system. He called up one of the songs from its memory.

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The track began to blare from the loudspeaker as Brucey engaged his comms with the unit. "Ignis Dei hears the call to battle. Fear? Nathaniel. There is nothing to fear. The fire gods have touched this place. It is time for the Ignis Dei to return their challenge. We have a job to do, and we wouldn't be doing it if we hung out here for a wank." Without further ado Bruce engaged full combat stride towards the Fog. There was no need to sprint. He would give the Ignis Dei her due.