"Come on, heretics!"
Rockefeller's roar erupted in the narrow compartment, echoing like a thunderclap through the enclosed space.
He wore a heavy suit of Cataphractii Terminator Armour, its pauldrons branded with the insignia of the Word Bearers and its breastplate covered in engraved prayers of purification. With every step, his heavy powered boots left deep dents in the metal floor.
He held his Power Sword high, the blue arcs dancing along its blade tracing dazzling streaks through the dim light as it hummed like a growling beast.
"Feel Lorgar's wrath!"
Behind him, fifty Legion warriors clad in the same Cataphractii Terminator Armour formed an unstoppable torrent of steel, advancing along the main thoroughfare of the Cabal base.
Their strides were perfectly synchronized, their heavy footfalls merging into a deep, earthquake-like rumble in the corridor.
Fifty suits of Terminator Armour activated at once, fifty Power Weapons powered up at once, and fifty pairs of eyes locked onto the enemies ahead.
Terrifying firepower erupted in the next instant.
Autocannons roared through the narrow compartment, their large-caliber casings clattering to the ground like rain, bouncing and rolling across the metal floor.
Every shell carried enough kinetic energy to tear through light armour, bursting into sprays of blood amid the ranks of Cabal guards.
The exhaust trails of Missile Launchers streaked brightly across the open deck, like the brushes of death painting patterns of destruction in the darkness.
Explosions flared one after another at the end of the corridor, consuming the Cabal guards' positions section by section.
Countless Bolters thundered in unison, sounding like a thousand war drums beating at once and shaking dust loose from the ceiling.
The Bolts detonated after penetrating their targets, tearing the enemies apart from within and turning them into clouds of blood. This was a dirge played for