The Biel-Tan Aeldari were small fry even among the Aeldari. The Ultramarines had shown them a little patience, and now they thought they could do whatever they pleased.
The Ultramarines were relatively good-natured for an Adeptus Astartes chapter, but they were no pushovers.
They had seen it all now.
No real ability, yet arrogant beyond belief.
No matter. It was an easy problem to solve.
Dark and grim, dark and grim, dark and grim. What the hell did they know about darkness or cruelty?
This time, the Ultramarines would teach the Biel-Tan Aeldari what cruelty meant.
The Ultramarines fleet moved to purge every Webway node, outpost, and mining world controlled by Biel-Tan around Ultramar.
No negotiations. No surrender. Everything would be razed.
Orbital assault forces plunged into the atmosphere of Biel-Tan Craftworld and landed directly on its surface.
Invictus was among the first to touch down.
His Assault Pod smashed through the dome of a Wraithbone spire and crashed into the entrance hall of an underground fortress amid shattered Wraithbone and molten stained glass.
The shock wave shattered every crystal fixture within thirty meters. Crystals rained down and broke across the floor.
Just like the fate awaiting the Biel-Tan Aeldari.
Before the alarms could sound, an electromagnetic pulse from the pod's armour silenced them.
The Terminator Veterans of the First Company stepped out of the Assault Pod's wreckage, their Bolters already firing.
Filthy enemies. The Imperium wants you dead!
Every member of the Terminator Squad had received the Emperor's Blessing before deployment. For half an hour, their speed, strength, reaction time, and more were doubled.
For this raid, half an hour was enough.
So the Aeldari garrison found itself facing First Company veterans with twice their usual combat prowess.
The main reason was that the boarding Assault Pods couldn't