Moros knew the nature of the warp was not to be underestimated. As soon as that thought crossed his mind and they entered the tainted space he saw a child like abomination silent with a murderous look about its eyes and smile. Dominus was devoured and destroyed his lifeless body fell to the floor pale and empty a husk lifeless and barren of whatever had once inhabited him. It was as if the light of the emperor itself that burned within him had been extinguished this was not just death it was a destruction of soul.

The alien savages of this planet had taken so many brothers so many lives. Moros now questioned what had they done how had they been so forsaken and so unlucky at every turn. It was hard to imagine after all this that victory could be achieved yet they would go on they would fight and die they would avenge their brothers. Moros readied his blade and let out a war cry of terrifying strength and began to pound his chest in a rhythmic pattern that echoed through the halls about them.