On the surface of Divan IV, Brother Kleito, Captain of the 5th company of the Adeptus Astartes chapter the Doom Eagles, stumbled forward, clutching his precious dataslate, blood smearing the screen. It had been a dangerous mission to retrieve the data within. Now, surrounded by his fallen comrades, he knew it was all but a failure. His astropath made one last plea into the warp before a sonic blast tore most of his face off.
However, the corruption of Chaos was still all around them and would be cleansed. Commander Vanhar of the 108th would see to that and ensure the all important dataslate would be recovered.
Flush with victory, the chaos hoard prowled the outskirts of the manufactorum, scouring the battlefield bodies for weapons, equipment and prisoners. Unbeknownst to them, the Doom Eagles’ precious dataslate was close by, still clutched in the hands of the dead captain.
When the Imperial forces approached, the heretical adeptus astartes laid in wait, Sorcerer Moran-Kel marshalled his troops, setting up heavy weapon teams high amongst the ruins and readying the ground forces for attack.
The Imperials responded with a counter attack of their own. The Krieg’s Executioner Forward Command tank fired back. As it unleashed its volley, the plasma coils suddenly overheated under the stain, the venting chain-reaction blowing the tank’s turret, slaying the crew inside. Its final blast vapouring just one of the terminators.
Behind the enemy lines, the earth shook, swirling blades of death on tracks appeared from the earth, disgorging the might of the Krieg’s Engineer Sappers behind it. The Hades drill turned, its melta-cutter aiming down at the Emperor’s Children clad in their ancient armour. A swirl of molten magma burst from the small tank, vaporising the chaos squad in a split-second.