When Zug Big Steel Fang stood atop the fortress on Octaria, Octarius's primary world, a structure piled high from countless heaps of scrap metal, and looked down, everything before him stirred something almost like "shock" in the Ork warboss. He stood over five meters tall, his body like a mobile fortress. Of course, for an Ork, that emotion swiftly turned into pure, boiling fury.
The sky no longer existed.
A dense mass of Tyranid flying beasts—things like Gargoyles and Harpies—had formed a living canopy of carapace and membranous wings, completely blotting out the planet's dim yellow sunlight. Their piercing shrieks merged into a noise fierce enough to tear apart souls, making even the towering spikes on the fortress hum under the strain.
The situation on the ground was even more hopeless.
As far as the eye could see, across a horizon stretching for hundreds of miles, there was not the slightest trace of the earth's color. It was a surging ocean made up of countless billions of bugs of every kind. Like waves, they crashed again and again against Zug Big Steel Fang's already crumbling defensive line. With every impact, hundreds or thousands of Ork Boyz were torn to pieces by sharp claws, fangs, and corrosive acid, then greedily devoured by even more bugs.
Farther away, at the edge of the horizon, several mountain-sized figures advanced slowly yet resolutely. They were Tyranid titan-class bio-behemoths, the ultimate weapons of destruction cast onto this planet by the Hive Mind. More slightly smaller but equally lethal monsters clustered around them—Carnifexes, Hive Tyrants, and war machines wielding enormous bone scythes. They were the spearhead of this sea of bugs, relentlessly and mercilessly gnawing at the Orks' final line of defense.
"WAAAGH!!!"
Zug Big Steel Fang let out a roar of extreme rage. His wok-sized