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Chorrin walked closer to the Fallen Baron. It was unable to stand up, as Chorrin had shot its kneecaps. Around it, its comrades lay on the ground, all dead. "There we are," Chorrin said to the Baron, even though he knew it couldn't comprehend what he was saying. "You on the ground, me holding the guns. I'll make it quick."

Chorrin's Ghost materialised. "Chorrin, your Jumpship has received a transmission," it said. "Very well, let me just finish this off," Chorrin responded. He raised his two Hand Cannons, The Devil You Know and The Devil You Don't. The Baron lowered its head, accepting its fate. Chorrin fired the two guns simultanuously, and the two high-caliber bullets severed the Baron's head from its shoulders, and turned it to ground meat.

Then, Chorrin looked again. He hadn't shot the Baron. The body on the ground wasn't Fallen.

The body was Orkrim's.