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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...
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...
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...
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...
"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...
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...
A wet snap and the diminutive greenskin tumbled to the ground, lifeless, its head pointing at an unnatural angle to the rest of its body. Its killer melted back into the shadows, wrapping the obscurity about himself like a...
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...
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...
Kappa-Rho-47221 settled into an ungainly squat with an angry hiss of hydraulics. It's armoured ammunition and power feed compartments scissored open to allow the various techpriests and their servitor thralls access to its systems to hasten its rearmament and...

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