"I know you hate me. You believe I betrayed Father's path and supported Horus's ambitions."
"Only by going deep into the enemy camp could I offer aid at the critical moment. I was helping Dorn remove the weak points in the Solar System's defenses."
"Survival of the fittest was the only way to achieve greater perfection."
Pale Spear desperately blocked the increasingly savage blows of the Wolf Blade. Alpharius tried to communicate with Lion El'Jonson, but it was a futile attempt.
The Silent Lion refused all compromise and concession. His blade grazed Alpha's breastplate, only for the latter to evade with exquisite skill. The Lord of the Hydra was unbelievably agile; even clad in heavy armor, he could twist his body to astonishing extremes.
To the Dark Angels Terminators, Alpharius was like a deadly dancer, frantically evading around their gene-father. He walked upon a blade's edge, and the slightest lapse would see him utterly torn apart by Lion's great sword.
"I have my own mission, Lion. Alpha's duty differs from all of yours. You do not know what humanity is fighting against. You know nothing at all about the Warp."
Alpha launched another thrust. His raw strength was far inferior to Lion El'Jonson's, but his bizarre fighting style was as tenacious and troublesome as a giant serpent in the night. The Calibanite felt as though he had returned to those deep, shadowy jungles, entangled with savage colossal snakes.
Within the dark, damp marshes, a venomous serpent slithered as it awaited its chance. Its dense scales rustled softly, ready at any moment to bare its fatal fangs.
Great swathes of Lernaean Terminators fell beneath the Dark Angels' blades as though grass before a scythe. Alpha no longer had the energy to grieve for his slaughtered sons, because Lion was continuously adapting