The elite veteran Astartes Space Marines of the First and Second Companies gathered together, all staring blankly at the enraged Bartos. None of them had expected an ordinary psychic teleportation to wipe out the Chapter's entire Librarius and the Third Company's hundred battle-brothers.
"Lord Bartos, we must avenge ourselves upon the heretics. This was definitely their doing," Odyn said furiously to Bartos, his face flushed red.
Odyn's words reflected the thoughts of every Space Marine present. In the eyes of all the Astartes Space Marines there, this had been the work of those heretics. Those vile heretics must have used some despicable psychic sorcery to ambush the battle-brothers during teleportation, causing so many of them to perish by accident.
"Yes, we must take revenge on those vile heretics!" all the Astartes Space Marines roared.
Bartos came back to his senses amid the Space Marines' roars and turned his gaze toward the more than one hundred battle-brothers who had survived at his side. Since coming into contact with those heretics, they had lost a total of twenty-five Space Marines.
"Yes. Revenge upon those vile heretics. Continue the pursuit," Bartos said gravely as he looked at all the Space Marines.
"Yes, for the Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar."
The Astartes Space Marines swiftly gave chase in the direction opposite the retreating Greenskins. Since the Greenskins had all fled outward from one location, those heretics' base had to be in that direction as well.
"Captain Gray, the Astartes Space Marines are pursuing us toward our base."
A Star Space Marine concealed within a massive pipe watched the passing Astartes Space Marines from afar and spoke softly over the communications channel.
"Good, I understand. Continue hiding behind the Astartes Space Marines. Once we engage the Imperium's dogs, attack the Astartes from behind."
Gray spoke