Kurak had stowed his bolter shortly after entering the chateu, drawing his power sword and bolt pistol instead. The tight confines of the building was what he and his men excelled at, clearing room after room of tightly packed enemies with nowhere to run.

He had ordered the marines to fan out and start clearing the building room by room. He wanted to ensure that as few as possible escaped for the clean-up crew outside to have to deal with. So far however he was unimpressed. A few guards and personal bodyguards of the many high ranking officers and dignitaries had attempted to fight, but had been cut down with relative ease. Seeing this the vast majority of the armed men had simply dropped their weapons and fled along with the civilians. This made the job of butchering them far easier, but Kurak had hoped for a more definitive statement to the planetary governor that the wrath of the Astartes was upon him.

He casually beheaded a captain in a fine formal uniform who had tried begging for mercy while on his knees. He looked about him, taking in the piles of dead around the front entrance and all around the grand staircase and balconies in the grand entrance hall. They had cleared it in short order but who knew what organised resistance lay ahead. 

"Breaching team, regroup at entrance when your sectors are clear". Kurak said. He listened carefully for the clipped acknowledgements from the other six marines he had entered with. One by one the blood spattered marines returned and formed a loose protective circle while the others joined them. Kurak had suggested these men accompany him in this assault, knowing that there would be many unarmed civilians that would have to be pur down. They were the ones he had fewest doubts about, and his own men, Brenard and Merdem had not disappointed. The two Emperors children however had seemingly tried to only target those who put up any resistance, and even now from their bodylanguage Kurak could sense they were uneasy about the slaughter. He would have to watch them both closely.

"Report. All sectors clear?"

"Clear" each man reported in turn.

"Secondary clearnance then. Nothing leaves this complex alive."

He lead the group to a double set of doors a few of the civilians had fled through earlier at the back of the main room. Nothing had come from that room and from the side of the door it suggested to be the entrance to the main hall  Kurak was confident of simply continuing the slaughter there, just as they had done so far.

Kurak faced the door with both his world waters beside him and the other four marines stacked up and ready behind him.

"No remorse!" He screamed into his comma, setting it to full amplification so the whole building could hear it he hoped.

"No mercy!" Came the instant and rehearsed shout from Jonas and Rivacheg either side of him. They kicked the door to kindling in one attempt and strode into the hall.

The enemy was waiting for them. Over 40 well armed infantry had taken whatever hastily prepared cover they could in the room and had every weapon trained on the door Kurak had just come through. He could see all manner of light arms, some grenade launchers and even a tripod mounted autocannon.

"Fire!" He heard one of them shout, and the world errupted into flame...