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The two shield captains gazed upon the killing field from atop a ruined manufactorum, their gilded auramite glinting in the pale light of the dying sun and their crimson cloaks snapping about them in the stiff breeze. Their focus...
 An explosion of brilliant light tore through the Death Guard. Shimmering patterns of multicoloured diamonds forming and dissolving in a dazzling display of alien cunning as the Harlequins performed their deadly dance bounding and somersaulting around their grotesque foes....
Click. The unthinkable had happened. Brother Ybanez pulled the trigger of his Godwin pattern boltgun again with the same disappointing non-result. "Stoppage!" He roared as he cocked his weapons bolt to clear the jammed round but the enemy was...
The Titan Sword left an after image of its arc in Kaldor’s eyes as it severed the daemon clean in half. The vaguely avian abomination screeched as it faded back to the empyrean, its many eyes filled with incomprehensible...
O'kua's HUD pulsed red, the words INCOMING FIRE pulsed on his display. He banked his Crisis Suit away from the stream of fiery tracers originating from the debris field. The fire was deadly accurate and the suit shuddered as...
"Shiny aren't they?" sneered Mukador as he racked his spike-festooned boltgun. Herros nodded, his helm’s daemonic visage cast in a crimson hue due to the hyper tectonically active surface of whatever blasted planet they found themselves upon. None had...
Elysion Thunder lived up to its name. The Shadowsword’s engine battered the columns of the weary Cadian infantry marching alongside it with its stupifying volume. The squealing of the 350 ton behemoth’s tracks had been painful despite the ear...
Asterion Moloc sat unmoving on his massive and imposing throne of carved rock, his relic spear and shield leant against its granite arms. The burnished bronze of his ornate armour reflected the glow of the half dozen tactical hololiths...
Blinka kicked Scumscrot in the back of the head sending him reeling forward into the mass of crude controls. The sound of clanking gears and tracks changed pitch as the grot tank veered left violently before Scumscrot brought it...
The action on Achilles 588 is but a footnote in the bloody kinstrife that thrice-cursed Horus unleashed on the nascent Imperium, lost in the colossal shadow cast by the events both immediately before and after it. By size it...

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