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"Alpharius! Eldron!" Guilliman greeted the Primarchs of the XX Legion and XXI Legion respectively through the hardlight image. He and the Lion have returned to the Maccrage's Honour and are now in a war room, discussing the retaliation against their enemy.

"Roboute, my brother!" Eldron greeted back enthusiastically while Alpharius remained silent. The two Primarchs, along with Primarch Omegon, they were the heads of Imperial Intelligence due to their skills at infiltration, information collecting and their ability to micro-manage almost everything. It made Guilliman envy them to some degree.

"From the combat computers of our enemies, what do we know of them?" Guilliman asked.

This time, it was Alpharius who spoke, albeit in a slightly arrogant tone. "Our enemy is a collection of primitive space-faring species called the Citadel Council, they mainly use this Element Zero to run their technology, and they run it quite inefficiently as well. They have approximately a hundred thousand colonized planets and a fleet of two hundred million as a peacekeeping fleet, with more than five hundred million ships as their war fleets."

"However, we do not have an accurate estimation of their ground forces but from the analysis of their army's fighting style during Shanxi and the size of their invasion force. I find it highly likely that they have at least ten billion service members in their ground forces. They also use a 'Citadel' as their capitol, and its smaller than a battlecruiser. In other words, they are nowhere near one percent of our full strength. We will send a detailed analysis to your ships the moment the AIs finish their report." Eldron finished.

"Good, I assume you are already attacking the enemy?" Jonson asked, his tone indicating that he was not surprised at the possibility.

"Yes, we've chosen five planets to strike with our Legions. And another forty for the World Eaters, Night Lords, the Blood Angels and the two of your Legions. Those forty planets will lead you directly to their Citadel, they'll certainly shit themselves after seeing Angron descending on them, with Gorechild in hand." Alpharius said while Eldron laughed at that statement.

"I can already imagine Angron dancing happily aboard the Conqueror when he receives the news." Jonson said.

"Back to topic, when do we strike?" Guilliman interrupted.

"The moment my troops are done. I hope by then, your armies are ready for retribution."

"Don't you worry on that one, we will deliver vengeance for Shanxi. By the way, please come aboard the Maccrage's Honour the moment your time schedule allows it, we found something that you and the eggheads would be very interested in studying."


"Alpha Legionaries! Be prepared for our first true mission!" Operative Alpha Two-two of the Alpha Legion 2241st Cell announced aboard the small but stealthy Void Leopard Class Stealth Runner. They have been assigned by their Primarch to destroy an entire system that is vital to the enemy's war effort against the Imperium.

"Our objective, is an enemy fortress world codenamed X31." Hectis said, and a planet zoomed into view of the Legionaries attending the briefing. "Analysis and theories from stealth probes and 'I.I analysts suggest that this world represents five percent of the enemy's military production capacity, destroying the world would cripple their military for decades to come. And here is how we will destroy this high value target."

"We will work together with the Shadow Hunters 200th Company under Captain Saternus. We will first land on the planet and wreck havoc near it's capitol administrative building, hopefully it will attract the planetary governor and provide us the opportunity to eliminate him." He paused, waiting for his fellow Legionaries to absorb the knowledge he provided.

After half a minute, he decided to continue. "After successfully pissing off and distracting the enemy, the 200th will deploy from their Dimensional Submarines and raid their shipyards, then they'll use the defense platforms of the shipyards to cripple the planet's entirety industry by mass bombardment. After the planet is in ruins, we will unleash a Dimensional Destroyer Bomb recently designed by Lord Perturabo to turn this planet into space dust."

Two-two looked at the attending Legionaries. "Any problems?"

No one but Operative Three-Five raised their hands. "Do we have a specific plan on how to make a distraction?"

"If there is one thing we Humans and those Turians have in common, it's our view on war. And if the Turian architects that created their architecture were true militarist, then they will always have defenses in everything, so we'll exploit those backups and make them weep at the revelation that their attributes were turned against them.." He grinned as he said those words.

"All hands, this is the shipmaster speaking... We have translated into the targeted system and we will reach the target's atmosphere in fifteen minutes. Be prepared for the operation! Over and out."

"You heard the old man, get to it!" The Alpha Legionaries then dispersed to get themselves equipped for the upcoming mission.


"Three hundred hostile ships detected, they're on a patrolling vector. They don't seem to detect us yet." The Sensors Officer reported.

"Good, steer clear of all hostile shon peak efficiency sir! We're as cold and as black as the void itself." He reported.

"Good, report on anyips and make sure we stay undetected. Chief Engineer, status on the cloak drives and heat converters?" Shipmaster Maddison asked.

"They're operating problems if you find one."

Two-two then entered the bridge, and the Shipmaster saluted. "Shipmaster, status report!"

The Shipmaster stood at ease, and grinned. "We have translated into the system approximately three minutes ago and we are now moving to the target at sub light travelling speed, we'll reach our destination in approximately thirteen minutes. The enemy hasn't detected our arrival, nor did they detect our approach. In other words, we're as good as ghosts."

"Good job, I shall tend to the task force. Don't screw up." Two-two then left the bridge, leaving the shipmaster and the bridge officers alone.

"You don't say..." Maddison muttered.

"Shipmaster, two dozen hostile ships are on an intersection course... they're enemy frigate weight vessels." The Sensors officer reported.

"Helm, set a evasion course and get us to the planet on schedule!" He growled out.

"Roger that, re-inputting course."

The small Stealth Leopard activated its starboard maneuvering thrusters and steered left, she then further accelerated her thrusters and soon she was thousands of kilometers away from the Turian patrol group. "Good job helm, now we're going to..." The bridge deck experienced a huge rumbling, temporarily off-balancing the Shipmaster. Recomposing, he turned to the Tactical Officer.

"Tactical, what the hell happened?"

"Chief Engineer Merrick reports that the temporary increase in engine output had short circuited the heat converter, we became a bright lighthouse in the span of two seconds..." Red alarms then blared crazily as enemy ships fired upon the relatively large human ship. Maddison cursed, that would mean the strike force would be in jeopardy. He would get them to the surface, no matter the cost.

"Bridge to strike force! We ran into some trouble, get to your pods and prep for a drop pod assault!"

"Maddison, I thought I told you not to screw up!" Two-two yelled into the vox.

"Well, blame your Primarch's prototype stealth tech on this! Are your men all in drop pods?"

"Affirmative."

"Good, we're dropping you in five."

"What? We drop in five minutes? I thought we're..." Two-two didn't finish as the drop pods descended into the atmosphere of X31.

"That dumb superhuman, I meant five seconds." Maddison muttered, he then turned to the helm officer. "Get us outta here!" The Void Leopard then turned one hundred eighty degrees and warped out, leaving the rapidly descending Alpha Legionaries to fend for themselves.


The drop pod slammed into a building, and it's ramps opened. Two-two and twenty other Legionaries fell off the pod and hit the ground. Groaning in pain, Two-two stood up and called for the task force's status.

Lucky for him and the mission, the entire strike force made it in one piece, but were scattered as the result of an emergency launch. "Damn that Maddison, I'm killing him the moment we get back to the ship." He growled.

He then heard a dropship coming. "Get to cover, quick!" He hushed and the Legionaries hid themselves in rubble. The Turian ship touched the ground and more than thirty troopers were disgorged. They methodically moved to the crash site, weapons hot and ready.

"Two-two, I count thirty six targets." Two-one silently reported as the dropship lifted off to go to elsewhere.

"Squad, activate infrared lasers and aim for the heads. Search your targets and fire on my mark. Two-one and I will deal with the stragglers." Two-two then switched on his infrared optics and scanned the area. Infrared lasers were pointing at Turian heads while others were left unattended.

He counted a total of five targets out of their peers' sight. "Two-one, you have the ones on the left, the ones on the right are mine." He then pulled out his Combat Knife and made a silent approach on the first Turian.

When he was right behind the poor soldier, Two-two used his unused left hand to snap the Turian's neck. As the dead Turian touched the ground, water from the ruined building's water supply splattered, alerting the second Turian.

In a lightning-fast movement, he threw his combat knife at the head of the Turian. The tip of the knife dug deep into the Turian's left eye, killing him. Two-two then pulled the bloodied blade from the body and sheathed it while upholstering his infernus pistol. He then moved to a position where two Turians' axis are aligned.

When he was in position, he turned to Two-one, who had already eliminated the Turians on his end and was aiming at one of the Turians. He then aimed his weapon at his two targets.

"Mark!"

He squeezed the trigger. A concentrated beam of yellow-coloured fusion energy emitted from the infernus pistol's barrel. It flew through the air like a spear being thrusted by a soldier and within a second, it melted through the two aligned Turians' heads, leaving them headless.

The other Turians however, didn't react as they didn't hear the beam streaming. But they were soon stealthily murdered as silenced bolt rounds from the rest of the squad went for the heads and popped them out like a kid destroying a pumpkin with a baseball bat.

Two-two then stood up, and walked amongst the dead. He nodded in satisfaction that there weren't any survivors to finish off. "Good job team, gather some explosives from the enemy corpses and prep some booby traps to blow what's left of this building. I'm going to piss them off."

The Alpha Legionary then picked up the communicator from one of the dead Turians, he then vox caster into Turian. "Prepare for your deaths, warriors of the Citadel Council. For Alpharius has come."

He then threw the communicator and crushed it with his feet. "Done?" He asked his men, they nodded in confirmation.

"Good, now let's begin working, regrouping and prepare to watch some fireworks."


"What do you mean they've eliminated the search party?" Primarch Victus asked while moving a chess piece on the chessboard he was playing on, he was slightly surprised when the upstarts attacked his world, but was enraged when he found that there were only a little more than a hundred of the enemies. To him, it was a sign of the enemy insulting him, and he was hell bent on proving them wrong.

"The search party troopers and guards at Military Munitions Storage Building twelve have been eliminated by a large percentage of the enemy forces. Reports of enemy forces engaging our forces elsewhere in the city have been coming in but according to most reports, MMS-12 has the greatest concentration of hostile troops." His lieutenant reported.

"Then that is where we will strike, it is the place where the enemy command is most likely at. Have my Mobile Command Vehicle advance with the main retaliation force, I shall personally oversee the enemy command structure's total destruction."

"Sir, I would advise against this. Your loss would devastate our forces."

Victus turned to the Turian officer, offended at what his lieutenant had said. "Are you suggesting that I am incapable of leading my troops in combat, Lieutenant ?" He asked venomously.

The lieutenant shook his head in response. "I am only stating that the risks of you joining the field of battle, sir. As your second-in-command and military advisor, it is my duty to remind you of the Hierarchy's loss if you are killed in action." He calmly replied.

Victus scowled, but nodded. "You have a point there, but you will not change my mind." Victus then dismissed the lieutenant and looked at his monitor, eager to see his troops mercilessly slaughter the enemy.

Fifteen hours later, his command vehicle was at the head of the Turian forces on the bridge leading to MMS-12, Victus looked at the raging battle in his monitor, it would seem that the enemy forces had entrenched themselves in multiple positions, pinning his forces on bridge and forcing a stalemate. He called his lieutenant. "Have dropships send troops to the roof of the building, tell them to secure one-floor after another."

"Yes sir!"

Twenty dropships then hovered up the top of the roof and disgorged their complement of troops. Through the soldiers' integrated combat recorders, he could see them breaching the enemy's makeshift defenses, he grinned at the efficiency of his soldiers. "Yes, destroy them soldiers of Tribune! Breach their defenses, slaughter them! Make them regret!"

But then he noticed that something was wrong, the attack against the enemy was smooth, too smooth, and the enemy were not seen. Its as if the entire building had become a ghost house in an instant. Suddenly he heard an explosion, then another one. Feeling uneasy, he turned to the direction where the objective lied. When he finally saw the source of the explosions, He was horrified to see the building's support beams and pillars exploding and collapsing, the building then started to fall towards his direction, and he was well within the building's range.

He desperately turned to the crew of his command vehicle. "Turn us back, NOW!" Victus bellowed at the Command Vehicle's driver before receiving a voice message from an unknown source. Opening it, he was surprised to hear the next few words.

"This is my checkmate, Primarch Victus of the Turian Hierarchy." A unnaturally grim voice spoke in perfect Turian, then the voice laughed.

it was then, Victus realized he had fallen into his enemy's trap and with rage comparable only to someone whose family was murdered in front of their eyes, he stared at the falling building, the chess piece of the Lord on his talons. "Damn you spirits-cursed upstarts! I refuse to let it end this way!" Those were his last words as the falling building crushed the very vehicle he was on, along with the thousands of other Turian troopers that were on the bridge and in the building.


Two-two laughed maniacally from afar as the enemy, specifically their leader fell for his trap and got crushed underneath thousands of tons' worth of building materials. Recomposing himself, he put the detonation button he used to trigger the explosives back into his mag lock. "Primarch Victus, your pride fooled you into thinking that we are your prey. Instead, you became our prey." He mused nonchalantly, and looked at his time indicator.

"We sent false reports about MSS-12 to your subordinates using dead Turians' IFF, and as expected they dutifully reported them to you. But never did I think you were foolish enough to believe them to be true; we hacked your own city's defenses against your army and still, you thought that you were fighting a small, weak upstart strike force that could do nothing but piss you off! How ignorant!"

The building's upper remains then began bursting into flames, lighting up that particular street of X31 like a burning splint. "And your greatest and fatal mistake was showing me your location with that big, impractical vehicle of yours. And thanks to your foolishness and pride, you went straight into the grave that we sons of Alpharius dug for you. And now..."

The building's bursting flames became brighter and more intense, like a fire being supplied with more oil as fuel. Two-two grinned madly at the beautiful sight. "We will bury you in it. That is my checkmate, Victus" He said while holding the chess piece of the king.

He then checked his time indicator again and chuckled. "This is goodbye forever now, Primarch Victus, I hope your spirits would protect you even in the face of death." He said sarcastically as the building exploded like an atomic bomb, the timed bombs that were set near the munitions detonated, which turned them into a spectacular explosive charge. Two-two then turned to Two-one as flames erupted in the city.

"Signal the Shadow Hunters' strike force, notify them that Phase One is complete and that Phase Two is a go."


"Captain! A galactic morse code has been received, it's from the Alpha Legion task force! It reads: Phase one complete, execution of Phase two available." A Shadow Hunter Legionary reported to Captain Saternus.

The Astartes Captain nodded in response. "That's our cue from the spooks then. Shipmaster Jan, surface and wreak havoc on the enemy garrison fleet while we deploy to our objective!" He unplugged his twin Volkite Serpenta from their chargers and holstered them. "When we're deployed, get back into hiding and standby for Phase Three."

"Roger that sir."

The Dimensional Submarine fired twenty torpedoes armed with dimensional warheads, the torpedoes accelerated and hit the designated Turian ships. The warheads detonated, consuming dozens of Turian ships in a ball of dimensional energy. The submarine then exited its sub-dimension and activated its thrusters. It accelerated pass the surprised Turian fleet and launched her boarding pods.

"Legionaries! Prepare for battle!" Captain Saternus called out. The boarding pods slammed into the Orbital Control Center of X31, and dug themselves deep into its structure. The ramps lowered and the two thousand men strong Shadow Hunters' 200th Company disgorged.

The moment the Legionaries stepped out of their pods, they were beset by hundreds of Turian. The Legionaries unleashed their bolters, the prototype Wave Morion rounds greatly increasing the toll of Hierarchy forces. Saternus then stepped out of his pod. Clad in the powerful but flawed prototype Legio-Pattern Tacitcal Dreadnought Armour that was made for the newly upgraded Legionaries, he tanked almost every single attack from the enemy.

"Hardlight shielding operating at optimal efficiency; Micro-star Reactor operating at one hundred percent." He then activated his inbuilt weapons system, the armour's nano-drones materializing a Photon Beam Gun. Checking at the weapon's quality, he made a small smile while firing it, disintegrating them.

"Ranged weapon system, optimal performance; testing reliability." He intensified the beam and melted through the thick hull of the deck he was on. With the hull breached, air was instantly sucked out while the temperature entered sub-zero levels. The Turians without environmental armor quickly died from suffocation and extremely low temperatures while the ones that have them on were quickly killed by accurate bolter fire as the atmosphere of the deck dissipated.

Saternus then looked at the weapon, it was overheating. "Reliability, seventy-five percent due to overheating; activating prototype melee weapon." He then had the nano-bots rearrange into a storm shield while he had the other arm's nano-bots form a stick-like object on his wrist with energy emitters on three sides, the Captain then activated the weapon with a neural command and a blade of Plasma energy was emitted like a sword.

"Plasma saber activation, successful. Magnetic field: stable; beginning weapon test." The Shadow Hunter Officer then stomped forward and reached a doorway. With a kick that would break kulls, he more through the door. Multiple Turians saw him and opened fire, the Tactical Dreadnought Armor had easily tanked them all and soon, he was amongst the crowd.

He thrust his arm forward and stabbed a Turian in the heart, the blade melted through the soldier's armor and carapace with ease as the tip of the blade made contact with the Turian. As the first victim of the weapon died, two more were instantly killed as Saternus swung his arm to the left with stunning speed, the blade decapitated the two soldiers and the Captain watched with amusement as their heads rolled on the ground.

The remaining Turians were then killed as the other Shadow Hunters fired their armaments, destroying the Turian troops. One Legionary came to the Captain. "Captain, this command platform is secure, all hostile forces eliminated with extreme prejudice."

"Have the planet's defense platforms annihilate the enemy fleet while the Alpha Legionaries get up here through the orbital lifts. Afterwards, have the platforms launch a full-scale orbital bombardment on the planet surface and finally at each other. Remember to record all of this!"

Another Legionary then came to his side as the orbital defenses began slaughtering the Turian garrison fleet. "Sir, the Alpha Legionaries are coming up."

"Good, notify the submarine to dock with this piece of junk and get our men aboard her."

"Yes sir." The Shadow Hunter Captain then left as Alpha Legionaries began coming out of the orbital lift and approached Saternus. The lead Alpha Legionary saluted. "Captain Saternus, Operative Two-two of the 2241st. Primary Target has been eliminated and Payload has been installed, we will detonate it the moment we reach the system's edge."

Saternus nodded. "Good job, now lets get to the submarine." The two then walked together as they were the last to enter the Dimensional Submarine.

Fifteen minutes later, they reached the system's edge and Two-two detonated the bomb. At first, nothing seemed to happen. But a few seconds later, a purple ball of energy began to expand from the point of detonation and it kept on expanding, swallowing the entire planet while doing so.

The energy ball kept on expanding and reached the system's star. The interaction between the two instantly destabilized the sun and forced it into the supernova stage. The resulting explosion destroyed the entire star system and further overloaded the Mass Relay that was anchored in the system. The crew of the submarine watched the sight in utter awe as they began their ship's Warp jump.

But before they jumped, the supernova stage star suddenly turned into a black hole as if the bomb and the destroyed Mass Relay had greatly accelerated the decaying rate of the star. The crew could only watch as the system was reduced to nothing and then, they jumped.


"What? We lost contact with Tribune?" Sparatus asked Primarch Fedorian.

"Yes, we lost contact with them approximately thirty Palaven hours ago after they reported enemy presence, and we still have yet to confirm their situation as we lost contact with every probe we sent through the relay, but as far as we can confirm, the probes are not yet destroyed."

"Then send a fleet to the system, it could be that their comm buoys were damaged or malfunctioned." Sparatus said.

"We already did, the 156th War Fleet, which was stationed at Vakaris, has been sent to ascertain the fates of Primarch Victus and Tribune." Fedorian said, but Sparatus wasn't listening. Instead he was looking at the final reports from Admiral Arterius before the invasion fleet attacked the upstart race's homeworld. Fedorian looked at it too and was about to speak up when Sparatus spoke first.

"How can we stop them?" Sparatus asked, his voice low and full of despair.

"Through the blood and sacrifice of our soldiers, as our forebears did to each other during the Unification War." Fedorian said quietly.

Sparatus chuckled sadly at that. "We all know that it is a false hope, this... This is easier said than done" He then drank up his entire bottle of 400 year old Turian wine, tears dripping from his face and wiping off the paint of his clan tattoos as he drank.


Aboard the Alpha Legion flagship Alpha, which had translated into Shanxi with every other Legion FLeet and a few hundred other Imperial Fleets, Alpharius was about to board into his personal Thunderhawk with his guards as an Alpha Legionary rushed to the Primarch. "Operation First Strike completed. Enemy fleet from hostile world D12 has departed." The Alpha Legionary reported to Alpharius, who nodded in response.

"Good. Contact the SPARTANS, commence Operation Second strike." The thunderhawk's ramp then closed and the ship left the hanger bays of the flagship, it's destination being the Maccrage's Honour. As the thunderhawk accelerated towards the Ultramarines Flagship, two-hundred thousand ships of gold translated into the system. Alpharius raised an eyebrow at the sight, the ships looked familiar but distant.

"Alexandros Class Superdreadnoughts? I thought they are only available in the Le..." The Alpha Legionary saying it didn't finish his thoughts as a gigantic ship of gold whose length dwarfed even the planet-sized Phalanx translated into the system. It's hull blistering with rare and powerful weapons not even the Invincible Reason has and its prow proudly displaying the Double-headed Aquila, a symbol not found outside the Imperator Sociis, the Emperor's Companions.

Alpharius chuckled. "Ah I see... So he finally decides to get up for a stretch."

The Legio Custodes have arrived, and at their forefront, the Humana Somnium. The Emperor has arrived.


Admiral Victus, son of Primarch Victus and commander of the 156th War Fleet looked at the Mass Relay to Tribune aboard the Shield of the Primarchs. "Status of the fleet?"

"Ready, sir."

"Good, then let us begin! All ships, advance at travelling speed, close formation." The Turian armada advanced as one, ship after ship forming a void phalanx. The Turian fleet then entered the vicinity of relay and in an instant, entered lightspeed. To Marus, it was a good sign since the operation was still smooth and undisrupted.

"Status on the vanguard?" He demanded.

"No signal from them sir, it could be that the buoy really was damaged." An officer reported.

The officer was soon proved wrong, however as the fleet exited lightspeed. The ship rumbled greatly as it tried to steady itself. Looking at the bridge's observation section, he was horrified to see a black hole in the Tribune star's stead. "Turn us back, sailor! We have to report this back to the Hierarchy!" The ship then rumbled another time as a frigate slammed into it's port side, destroying the smaller ship.

"We can't sir! The gravitational turbulence has us... It has the entire fleet!" The officer sounded scared, and Victus didn't blame him since he too, was scared. He could see his entire fleet in chaos, ship after ship impacted with each other as they lose control to the gravitational pull of the black hole. Many small explosions were seen as the flagship of the 156th slowly descended to her death.

'Just like that? I'm dying just like that?' Victus thought before something hit his ship and made him fall. Getting up, he turned to the tactical officer.

"What has happened?"

"We have made contact with Heavy Dreadnought Spear of the Primarchs!" He reported.

"Sir, Spear of the Primarchs is hailing us!" Another officer reported. Accepting the hail, Victus was surprised to see a young bloodied Captain Veridius, who had a deep gash on his forehead as a result of an impact to his head.

Veridius didn't waste time for any formalities. "Sir, the Spear of the Primarchs shall push you out of the range of the turbulence!"

"Veridius..." Victus was cut off as Veridius put up his hand.

"You need not say more Admiral. No one would have predicted this." The Spear continued pushing the flagship of the 156th with all her power while others ships began being shredded to millions of pieces as the gravitational turbulence ripped them apart. The engines of the Spear then stopped as the energy output had overloaded the core of the ship. Veridius turned to his commander one last time.

"Victus, show the Hierarchy what happened. Tell them to prepare the enemy and avenge us! For the glory of..." Veridius never finished his last words as his ship's core exploded, destroying the ship but sparing the crew from the fate of being ripped into pieces. Victus gripped metal armchair of his seat with such anger and sadness that it radiated across the bridge crew.

"Get us out of here. Full speed." The crew complied, determined not to waste the chance the Spear gave them. The flagship of the 156th accelerated to the system's edge, where the ship could finally stay out of the black hole's range.

"So, the relay is destroyed... That means we only have one way to go back home." Victus turned to the navigator of the ship.

"Nav, how far from the closest colonized system are we at?"

"2000 light years..."

"Order all crew members to enter cryo, have engineers to conduct emergency repairs on the ship and make sure to conserve rations. The Spear gave us a second chance, and we will not waste it!" Victus then turned to the Navigator again.

"How is the core's condition?"

"Relatively stable, we might get back to Council Space in two years given that our drives can only last two days per jump, each jump only allows for twenty four light years and requires a three day cool down, but we can travel at sublight speeds during that period." He reported while already plotting a course to the nearest Council colony.

"Good, then I'll leave you to it." Victus then left the bridge and headed straight for his quarters, ignoring every crew member he passed by.

Once the closed the doors behind him, he burst into tears while lying on his bunk. "I'm sorry..."