There really was a gulf between fighters who could fly and those who couldn't.
Once you controlled the skies, targets on the ground were sitting ducks.
Lin En hovered in the air, luring Angron into trampling through Khorne's lines.
Dimensional Slash sliced down again and again, while wave after wave of psychic storms crashed down.
Below him, Angron couldn't reach him no matter what he did, and kept stamping in fury.
The damage he dealt to Lin En was practically zero, but the same couldn't be said for the Khorne Army.
When the enormous Daemon Prince brought his foot down, Berserkers were instantly crushed into meat patties. When his axe swung down, a whole row of Berserkers went flying. Even the wings flapping back and forth behind him could beat a few to death.
Even his roars could shatter random ordinary daemons.
Lin En kept attacking Angron while guiding him into crushing the Khorne daemons.
When the Butcher's Nails took over, Angron couldn't tell friend from foe.
Khorne's daemons had already taken a beating from the Ultramarines. Now Angron charged into them from behind, trampling some, ramming others, and cleaving through the rest.
Wherever Angron stepped, the daemons there shattered.
Casualties mounted, and agonized screams filled the battlefield.
They would have been better off if this Daemon Prince hadn't come at all.
Over at Hera Fortress.
Calgar snapped into action. Seeing Lin En fighting the Daemon Prince amid the daemon lines, he immediately ordered Hera Fortress's defensive Gun Emplacements to provide supporting fire. "All Gun Emplacements, target the Khorne Daemon Prince!"
The officers on the command platform froze for a moment.
"My lord, Lord Lin En is still over there—"
"Support Lord Lin En! Target Angron with the Gun Emplacements! Lord Lin En is in the sky, so fire