They would find towers of necronite (Black iron)carrying guard towers, with lights flashing through the streets. sitting under them were 2 light tanks, 4 heavy tanks, and a single battlestation. In front of them were 20 infantry grunts, 10 flame vets, and 10 assault vets. As they grew closer, they would see 2 men in medic uniforms examining people lined up to enter the building, looking them over for signs of the blacklight virus.
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"when the Iron Legion fought there way out of the bowels of hell, we had to struggle through an area called 'the alternate dimension connector' to get home. In it, there were thousands of vampires. I was one of the soldiers that became our experts at killing them, whether with flames, light, or a stake through the heart. He... fit the stereotypes, shall we say. The pale skin, the floppy hair, the overly elaborate cloak..." he said as he followed Rozalin, a flamer that seemed to have come from nowhere appearing in his hands. "Normally, I would give him the chance to seek forgiveness, but he can not succeed in killing the lords. They are the only reason the iron legion still lives."