Lorgar's Word Bearers fleet struggled through the polluted currents of the Warp. After several skirmishes with scattered Abyss monsters, their ships were scarred and damaged in many places, but their main fleet remained intact.
They finally broke through the layers of obstacles and reached the twisted, resplendent border of Slaanesh's domain.
However, as they attempted to cross this realm—once filled with extreme sensory stimulation and indulgent revelry, but now permeated by ominous deathly silence and shattered wails—and advance toward the secret coordinates where a grand Eldar sacrificial ritual had once been held, they plunged without warning into a terrifying vortex of war far beyond anything they had imagined.
It was a head-on collision between two catastrophic forces of destruction!
One side was Slaanesh's daemon host, granted ultimate enhancement and blessings by Slaanesh.
They were relatively few in number, yet every individual radiated mind-shattering evil power and an utterly uncanny beauty.
Their opponents, meanwhile, were a monstrous tide beyond description, composed entirely of blasphemous forms and pure madness.
At their head stood a horrifying being with a gigantic, distorted octopus-like head, a body as massive as a mountain, and slick scales covering its flesh. It lashed countless tentacles about and unleashed a soundless roar that made souls tremble!
Leading innumerable Abyss spawn of every shape—equally twisted and nauseating—it crashed against the seemingly splendid lines of Slaanesh's daemon host like a burst tide of filth.
Their methods of attack were primitive and savage, yet they carried a terrifying quality capable of annihilating all order and corrupting all existence.
Lorgar's fleet happened to burst abruptly into the fiercest front of the clash between those two tides.
Almost instantly, they were swept into it and subjected to merciless, devastating strikes from both sides! The Slaaneshi daemons had completely succumbed to a feast of ecstasy,