The weapons and equipment brought by the suddenly appearing "reinforcements" surpassed Titus's imagination.
One shot from an Atomantic Pistol struck Angron's wing, burning a huge hole through it. The Blood God's blessing repaired it so slowly that even an Astartes could see the delay.
The supergravity field projected by an ancient relic Grav-gun had no effect whatsoever on Angron, so it was switched to an anti-gravity field. The Lord of Red Sands flapped his wings and soared within it, while the Primarch's Guard activated their Flight Devices.
The Alpha Warriors in Terminator Armour lacked the Crimson Tide's simple, brutal flight thrusters. Their lower-powered flight mode was generally used in conjunction with anti-gravity guns.
Even Titus, who had access to the Ultramarines' relic vault, could not identify all those strangely shaped weapons.
The Victrix Guard's brains had frozen.
A bunch of Alpha Legion Lerna Terminators disguised as Ultramarines had come to rescue Lion El'Jonson, who was disguised as Roboute Guilliman?
Wait, surely Father hadn't secretly raised a batch of warriors I knew nothing about?
Either way, Titus could not accept it.
More importantly, where was my father? Had he swapped command posts with the lord of the First Legion? Was I supposed to stand guard outside The Rock now?
Titus lost focus for a moment, and his sword missed his opponent's vital spot. That Serpent Spear entered his field of vision again, leaving him feeling insulted.
"Stay focused."
Titus drove his sword through the enemy before him and turned to argue, but the other warrior had already left his side and joined the assault on Angron.
A furious barrage obscured Angron's vision. Bursts from Volkite Weapons and psychic relics inflicted grievous damage on his body.
He adjusted his posture in midair and dived toward the Imperial Regent. Once his momentum was