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The las-blasts from the hellguns they carried spattered across the room but the death cultist had read their movements perfectly and she twisted like a gymnast, the blasts ripping through the air centimetres from her skin. .... He snapped off a shot at the cultist who had just cut off the medicae's hand, but the cultist jinked to the side faster than the bullet. .... Riggensen fired again at her but, as the autopistol kicked in his hand, he could see the cultist ducking the shots or stepping to the side, moving faster than anyone should.
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