The fierce battle between Kam and the Ork boss grew ever more intense. Their movements flashed and crossed like lightning, stirring violent gusts through the air.
Each collision of their Power Axes produced a deafening boom, as though it could tear the entire space apart.
The two had surpassed the limits of ordinary speed, leaving the surrounding Orks and Chaos Space Marines unable even to keep up.
Like two whirlwinds, they intertwined and collided madly in the void. Their Power Axes, gleaming with cold light, were like Death's scythes, mercilessly slicing through the air. The slightest mistake could become the ending point of this life-and-death duel.
Just as Kam and the Ork boss fought to a standstill, chaos also consumed the other corners of the battlefield.
The remaining Orks and Chaos Space Marines clashed without yielding an inch.
Some roared, some bellowed, all fighting with everything they had to shield their own leader from the enemy's threats. They would not allow anyone to disrupt their boss's battle frenzy.
"Blood for the Blood God, skulls for the skull throne!" the Chaos Space Marines cried, their weapons whistling through the air.
One particularly burly Chaos Space Marine wielded a Chainsword, rampaging through the Ork ranks as though there were no one there.
He moved like the wind. Every swing of his Chainsword brought a string of chilling "buzzz" sounds, its sharp teeth easily tearing through Ork bodies and spraying blood mist across the air.
The Ork boys had no ability to fight back before him, screaming as they fell one after another into pools of blood. Yet the Orks were not cowed by fear. Instead, they charged at the enemy with even greater ferocity, striking back at the Chaos Space Marines with their thick arms and crude weapons.
"Waaaaaagh!"
Seeing how formidable