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The howling of the wind was lost behind the scream of xenos particle whips and the sharp crack of gauss flayers. The undying cohorts of Necrons warriors marched in perfect lock step, every rank unleashing volleys in unison as...
Zarathustra thrust his open palm forwards in an unhurried and seemingly innocous gesture that nevertheless sent his heretic astartes opponent sprawling, his ceramite breastplate and reinforced ribcage caved in. His spear spun in his free hand as he swivelled...
The shriek of shuriken projectiles ripping through the miasma that enveloped their targets sounded like the screams of vengeful wraiths from beyond the veil of tears to be quickly followed by the sharp cracks of the disc-like rounds shattering...
The clatter of brother Alenso's boltgun on full auto almost drowned out the bestial roar of the rapidly approaching Ork horde. Almost. Spittle flew from gaping tusked maws as the xenos charged towards the scouts with their violently crude...
Sister Hortensya ducked down behind the scorched remains of the transepts wall as arcs of green lightning shot overhead. One of the xenos beams struck a sister and she was momentarily transfixed by the look of pure horror on...
“Move it Shas’la!” Streams of bolter fire raked across the advancing Fire Warriors, Por’el Kishem’s leader shouted to his comrades below as he returned fire with his pulse carbine, standing defiantly at the crest of the rubble landscape. Por’el clambered...
Suffer not the witch to live, truer words had never been spoken. For the witch is insidious, cunning, and formidable. Like the rats that inhabit the hive cities, though innumerable in their number, the witch hides in plain sight,...
He stood at the crest of a colossal crater carved out only moments prior to an apocalyptic orbital barrage that brought wrath and ruin to the once sprawling metropolis below. His chain-axe already dripped with the blood of those...
Eidolon swung his thunder hammer two-handed throwing all his transhuman might into the swing, his intended target vaporised upon impact with its now liquidised remains scattering in a gruesome ark. The Orks cared not for this display, the utter...
Like a putrescent bow wave the forces of grandfather Nurgle were preceded by a toxic miasma that rotted all organic matter and turned the very air toxic. The effect looked like a churning brown smog that rolled forwards over...

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