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Victory is yours! Polluted clouds of flies and filth swathe the battlefield, shrouding the armoured carcasses of fallen Space Marines. The sky shakes with a terrible, thunderous rumble - the booming laughter of Nurgle, the Plague God - and a pestilential rain sweeps across the land. The city gates crash inwards, rusted through in a matter of moments, and the joyful harvest begins. Yet Nurgle demands more from you, more souls offered up on the altar of war. Fresh waves of Imperial reinforcements are on their way - you have won this battle, but the war is just beginning...
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