Dune after dune had been soaked in blood. The blood of Chaos cultists defiled this sacred land; they were nothing more than cowards who had surrendered to the Warp.
The fierce assault of the Sons of Sanguinius tore a gap in the enemy lines. The Salamanders seized their chance and launched an aerial assault.
The Salamanders' Librarian took the opportunity to chant a counterspell aboard the Storm Transport, dispersing the black mist hanging over the enemy and giving the pilot a clear view of the ground.
Armed with Thunder Hammers and flamers, the Salamanders dropped into the very heart of the enemy and unleashed a ferocious attack.
The powerful Salamanders Primaris warriors were the strongest of all Primaris warriors. A single full-strength hammer blow sent an enemy crashing to the ground.
Neither the horns sprouting from the enemies' bodies nor their long-rotted armor could withstand the Salamanders' mighty hammer strikes.
Seeing this, a Chaos Sorcerer hiding among the enemy decided to stake everything on one last attempt. His body began to burn, pink flames shining through the patches of flesh that remained intact.
Blood poured from all seven of the sorcerer's facial orifices as he exhausted himself begging the Warp for more power.
But another effort by the Salamanders' Librarian dispersed the black mist shielding him. Anthony spotted the anomaly ahead. The psychic light was so brilliant that even through his helmet, he could barely look directly at it.
"Main gun! Fire on sector 129-313! Three volleys, rapid fire!"
The main laser cannon swung around rapidly, but a lump of pitch-black slime summoned by some unknown enemy's chanting appeared directly beneath the Astreaus super-heavy tank. The tank's active gravitic systems pulled the sludge against its powered hull with a grating screech.
The machine spirit went berserk. The main laser cannon