The Grey Knight's Aegis Armor screamed.
Before he could use the Sisters' blood as an adhesive, Anwar had fallen into an illusion laid by a daemon, so the damage to his Power Armour was still exposed.
Fragments of corpses lay everywhere. The bodies of chaos cultists defiled this faithful ground as he walked onward, step by step.
He needed flames to cleanse everything, but now the enemy's flames would likely engulf them first.
Air rushed violently through Anwar's current position, indicating that the Star Fortress had been breached. The gaping hole leading out into the war-torn galaxy greedily devoured the resources humanity needed to survive.
The overwhelming firepower of the Three Holy Litanies had knocked out some of their Void Shield modules. Two long arms of the cross-shaped Ramisis Star Fortress now lay exposed, and Anwar was in one of them.
Otherwise, he could not have teleported inside so easily.
Killing more Word Bearers was not his priority now. Anwar wanted to reunite with his brothers, then find a way to board the Three Holy Litanies.
Alternatively, he could activate a Warp teleport during a flicker in its Void Shield, attempt to infiltrate the battleship, and use his own psyker power as a Teleport Beacon to guide his brothers' teleportation.
All three Gloriana-class Battleships were outside Anwar's field of view. Through the breach in the Star Fortress, he could only see the terrifying bulk of the Three Holy Litanies. Pinpricks of light covered its immense, oppressive hull, each one holding destructive power.
Beautiful. It would be even better if those landed on the enemy's heads.
The Grey Knight broke into a run. Every trace left by loyalist psychic spells grew clearer in his eyes. Tracking daemons was a mandatory part of their training, but now he was tracking a Rune