They had fought their way here, clearing everything in their path.
Because the Warp storms in the universe were extremely unstable,
they had nearly faced total annihilation while traveling through the Warp.
After Lion El'Jonson carved out a path to survival amid an exceptionally chaotic melee against countless xenos, Chaos creatures, Tyranids, and many races he had never seen before,
they broke free of the Warp and entered realspace.
Before they had time to rest, they encountered the Anti-Gamma World Alliance. The other side seemed to have mistaken them for people from Gamma World and attacked without bothering to distinguish right from wrong.
And how could Lion El'Jonson possibly tolerate these xenos prancing around before him?
So, without much hesitation, the Fallen Angels followed Lion and charged into the enemy fleet.
They killed everyone they saw.
They slaughtered their way into the command room and through the ship's compartments.
Every Chaos creature they encountered was brutally ground into the dirt.
After killing the pirate lord, Lion seized him and threatened him into leading them to their lair.
But the moment he arrived at their lair, before he even approached their nest,
he saw a fleet suspended in the sky.
"Such a huge warship!"
"What is that?" Even Lion El'Jonson, with all his experience, was shaken by the sight of such an enormous "warship." It looked like some kind of powerful weapon.
Was this weapon meant to deal with the Imperium?
"I don't know!"
"Father, this bastard's mouth is too tight. Let me help you pry it open!"
A Fallen Angel looked eager to demonstrate his skills before Lion El'Jonson.
His mouth might have been tight, but the Fallen Angel had extracted plenty from tight-lipped people before.
"Leave it to you."
"No, I really don't know."
"Your mouth is pretty tough.