Artificial Gravity Well

Massive fusion engines spewed blinding light, driving Graia's main forge network—the Crown of Graia—free of the planet's gravitational pull.

In the void, the gleaming Crown of Graia shone as towering green machines turned their bodies, all facing the same direction.

An elegant Aquila with wings spread shone across countless video screens.

Censers diffused incense, hymns to the Omnissiah rang out, and songs of celebration echoed through the Sonic Array channels.

The favored of the Omnissiah, Graia's eternal ally, the Primarch of the "Shadow of Order," the everlasting victor over the enemies of mankind—Lord Nimrod.

On the comfortable genuine-leather seat of the black Aquila, Nimrod looked down at more than a hundred steel war machines scattered around the giant Foundry.

Muddy swamps of Promethium fuel fed power to the industrial district, setting the forge works roaring.

Tiny red-robed figures bustled like ants, directing Servitors in the mining zones and allocating precious Adamantium deposits.

The Primarch's personal pilot, Nelson, followed the guidance signal and brought the Aquila Shuttle down onto the landing pad.

The landing gear lowered, and Nimrod walked down the deck with Aetsak and four members of the Honor Guard.

Twelve Magi carrying censers that glowed with green light stood in two lines on either side.

The lord of the Second Legion, Wilshire, and Ramsey of the 10th Battalion strode quickly through the ranks.

Behind Wilshire followed his guard and a black-armored warrior with a Falcon Dagger at his waist. He was slightly shorter than Aetsak, but far taller than an ordinary man.

The Biomancy Psyker Ramsey brought only members of the Honor Guard. The Omega-minus tribal chief stood five hundred meters away, at the edge of the landing-pad area, awaiting his employer's summons.

The two lords reached him, and their rings of unease collided and merged like two bubbles.