Inside the Knight King, a Servitor held a mop and continuously wiped the black blood off the floor.
A Tech-Priest held a high-pressure water nozzle, spraying nonstop at the chunks of flesh wedged in the gaps around the King Knight's feet while grumbling:
"Damn it! The meat stuck in these cracks is the hardest to clean! It's glued on!"
More than a dozen Tech-Priests worked with chains beside a huge hole in the wall.
The other ends of the chains were connected to a tow vehicle.
The tow vehicle started up, the chains went taut, and it dragged a severely warped suit of Saturn-pattern Power Armor out through the hole.
The Power Armor was hauled to an empty area of the deck and tossed onto the ground, joining a heap of more than a hundred battered Chaos Astartes Power Armors.
Several hundred Tech-Priests surrounded the pile of junk, dismantling it. They removed and stored any useful components, then kneaded the useless parts and the clumps of flesh inside into a ball, stuffed them into a Macro Cannon, and fired them out as space debris.
Earlier, when more than a hundred Chaos Astartes had boarded the ship, the hundred Knight Mechs inside had activated instantly.
Amid the cheers and laughter of the Knight-Errants of the Spirits, the hundred-plus Astartes had been kicked around like footballs.
Death himself had endured dozens of kicks from the Knight Mechs because his Saturn-pattern Power Armor was exceptionally tough.
Two Knight Mechs, separated by several hundred meters, took turns kicking him back and forth through the air.
In the end, one of the Knight Mechs made a mistake. One kick sent the Saturn-pattern Power Armor smashing into the wall, where it was stuck so deeply it could not even be pried out.
Thus, the boarding force