One failing in the ongoing defense of Hegira is the paucity of disruptive raids aimed at the ork leadership and the xenos’ logistic capacity. If more attention had been paid to this years ago, perhaps the greenskin threat would not now include an industrial base that can produce […]
There was little light this deep in the underhive. More than 100 meters underground, most of the level’s illumination panels had long ago failed, and it appeared that the area’s environmental controls were in no better shape. A thick mist hung in the air. Bounty hunter Jason Scarn […]
After watching one of his mercenaries shot down as he tried to cross a walkway, Scarn muttered a series of curses that would have made a veteran guardsman blush. He was stalemated, and he could only imagine how his bitch Inquisitor would respond if this rescue attempt failed. […]
As a bounty hunter, Jason Scarn had fought many large, dangerous men. Yet, as he tugged at the restraints on his wrists, he had to admit: The bruisers who work for the Inquisition were in a class of their own. He’d not even seen the man approach—a tough […]
An Inquisitor of the Ordo Xenos, the Lady Georgene Serillian is the senior representative of her Ordo in the Corvus Cluster—and a calculating and ruthless opponent to all enemies of the Imperium. Unlike more Puritan-minded members of her order, Serillian has no personal animosity toward xenos and recognizes […]
“We are withdrawing. Hostile xeno forces are in pursuit. Prepare shuttle for immediate takeoff, and anticipate enemy attack. ETA is five minutes … the Emperor protects.”—Transmission from Inquisition agent Adonai Drusus, Dryilian IV, 6 687 737.M41. Background Investigating an apparent xeno attack on Outpost DY732, orbiting over Dryilian […]
Jason Scarn is a brutish, cold-hearted, but talented bounty hunter who has lately come to the attention of the Inquisition. Born on the planet Toroth in 701.M41, Scarn grew up in the shanties that perched precariously on the slag piles that surrounded Manufactorum #823, a pollution-spewing factory complex […]
A muffled rumble, a slight vibration in the deck plating—these were the first signs of activity that the dimly lit corridors of Outpost DY732-A had experienced in months. In one corridor, which led to an airlock in the outer hull, a control panel lit up, and the faint […]
It was on Level IX, Section 2-B, a corridor intersection only 100 meters from the outpost’s generator chamber, when enemy contact was made. With a multi-scanner in hand, Brother Nadael was at the forefront of the squad. The ten Space Marines and Abnightus had descended eight levels, moving […]
“Let’s move it, people,” Drusus yelled, targeting a xeno’s head and blowing away a sizable chunk of the metallic skull. The xeno attack had come quickly. No sooner had Drusus and his men left the security room that auspexes warned of approaching bodies. His storm troopers had set […]
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