I Thought He Was an Umbrella Stand?

The chained Dark Angel space marine is in front of us. We detected his beacon, followed it to the ork camp, and staged a daring raid through the middle of the camp to reach him.

So, naturally, I thrust my force sword through his neck.

My colleagues are somewhat perplexed at my reaction. I can't think why.

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