All about was the stench of blood and gore, and human fear, the Night Lords had struck the New Macarthans without warning, without mercy, and with the excessive brutality their Legion was known for, dropping out of the Warp abruptly, they had unleashed an invention of tech-priest Deltrian...the Shriek, overloading all vox channels, all machinery with an unholy blend of what sounded like tortured souls...and screaming machinery, garbled machine code overwhelming and bogging down the machine spirits of the humans equipment.

In effect, almost the entirety of the Macarthans fleet, and their groundbased defenses were completely blinded, communication impossible, this gave the Eighth Legion more then ample time, to launch drop pods at the surface of the planet Thresha Secondus, before the enemy even realized it, the enemy was among them, with that the Eighth Legion jumped back into the warp, while the Claws worked their malevolent work.

The Shriek gone, the Night Lords proceeded to demoralize all of the Macarthans, by setting up equipment for the purpose of broadcasting everything going on in the planet to every single soldier, ship, planet, man, woman, and child, able to watch the horrific torture going on in eye-splitting detail.

First they defeated the ground based forces, for the Eighth Legion had launched at least two hundred Astartes, over thirty Claws, and thus the Guardsman were overwhelmed by the sheer speed, and surprise of the attack, it is one thing to fight off Space Marines if you know they're coming...quite another to fight them off when they use tactics of a sort many Chapters of Loyalists, or even traitor Legions would call cowardly, the Alpha Legion of course would have praised the Sons of Nostromo for the sheer speed, cunning and brutality of the attack, the Night Lords did not give the enemy even time to realize what was going on before they began killing.

When it was done, they gathered up the civilians, and then rounded up the women and children...and forced them men to watch as they brutally tortured and murdered them, when that was done nearly half of them gave up on life, offering up no fight as they were butchered, but the swift-acting venom of fear spread far worse through the rest of the Macarthans forces, having witnessed the whole thing.

The ground based forces disabled, the Eighth Legion's fleet dropped back into realspace, and attacked the severely demoralized forces of the enemy fleet.

Within two days, Thresha Secondus went dark, with only a single message being sent to the rest of the Macarthans, in a grim, vox growl.

[center][i]"Weep and cry out for salvation that will never come, your Emperor is dead...and we come for you!"[/i][/center]

Perhaps, had their hearts remained stout, and full of vigor, the Macarthans would have put up a better fight, but the previous atrocities, and the ones after that, continued to break their spirits, as Konrad Curze had once said, [i]"Fear is a blade that never dulls, but grows sharper with each use, the element of surprise is lost quickly...but contaminate the heart with fear, and even the most invincible foe shall crack."[/i]

His words were proven correct, as the Night Lords reached the final planet remaining, Thresha Tertiary, though the population was much smaller, it mattered not as the Night Lords set up machinery for one purpose, to the rest of the factions that had served the Corpse Emperor...they sent a broadcast, showing the most horrifying, and ruthless atrocities yet, and a single message, audio only.

[center][b]"The remnants of the Imperium have forgotten the Eighth Legion, and so here is a message to you why you should remember us, your god is dead, and now we come to finish what others have failed, the vengeful Sons of Nostromo are coming for you, and you shall remember why we made worlds surrender at the mere mention of our name...Ave Dominus Nox!"[/b][/center]