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The industrial world of Bheta-Decima is collapsing, its surface ravaged by the burning debris and tainted inhabitants of the space hulk Gallowdark. In the ensuing chaos, a Magos Biologis sends an urgent distress call – and is answered by a Scout Squad of the Raven Guard, bound by a centuries-old debt to extract him and his research from a crumbling ocean-rig complex. However, a Blades of Khaine kill team has been dispatched to foil their escape – and the very fate of the Aeldari could depend on it.
The world of Bheta-Decima slides towards utter ruination. From the lightless void comes a Nemesis Claw of the Night Lords Traitor Legion, twisted warriors motivated by cruelty and selfish desire. Yet as these ancient predators hunt for technological treasures on the ocean-rigs of Bheta-Decima, they are hunted in turn by the Mandrakes of Aelindrach – and it may be that even these sadistic monsters have met their gruesome match.
The industrial world of Bheta-Decima is aflame, its cities ruined and its polluted seas flooded with warp-taint by the falling debris of the space hulk Gallowdark. The planet's irradiated waters are now riddled with sunken secrets and twisted hazards, and nothing but the crumbling gantries of an oceanic extraction-rig stand between elite kill teams and a watery grave.
Imperial Guard regiments are often called upon to fight gruelling wars of attrition lasting years or even decades. As time passes, each company will shrink in size as casualties take their inevitable toll.
T'au Empire Pathfinder Teams wreak havoc behind enemy lines. Their firepower is formidable, especially when sniping with potent rail rifles, and their drones can optimise the team’s pulse fire or drive the enemy back with gravitic waves. In larger engagements, their deadliest ability is painting priority targets with massed markerlights, preparing them for annihilation by heavier T’au units.
Scout Squads are comprised of Space Marines in training, not yet fully elevated to the ranks of battle-brothers. Nonetheless, each operative is physically and mentally strong and robust by an order of magnitude over unaugmented Humans. All are competent killers and infiltrators, wreaking havoc behind enemy lines and collecting valuable battlefield intelligence.
When covert operations are required, Primaris Space Marines go to battle clad in Phobos armour, a lighter variant of Mark X armour designed for stealth and agility. Armed with a variety of specialised wargear, these lethal squads use surprise and overwhelming force to end any skirmish as quickly as it begins – whether pursuing independent missions as a Phobos Strike Team, or securing vital objectives on a wider battlefield.
Sisters Novitiate are young recruits to the Adepta Sororitas. Trained by the Drill Abbots of the Schola Progenium, these impetuous warriors are assigned to an Order Militant to gain combat experience and prove their mettle in the crucible of war.
The Nachmund Gauntlet – a relatively stable realspace corridor through the tumultuous warp storms of the Great Rift – is one of the most strategically important locations in the Imperium. It would be a dangerous place even without the countless millions of pirates, criminals, heretics, and traitors of a dozen and more species fighting relentless wars for supremacy and wealth. Among these are the Heretic Astartes – traitor Space Marines in thrall to the Chaos Gods – and the Corsair coteries – Aeldari who seek a life of independence and freedom and care little for others.
On the ruined agri world of Moroch, amongst prefab colony habs, archeotech mines, and fronteris compounds, the ambitious Traitor Guard of the Blooded have all but overthrown their shocked Imperial overseers. Yet loyalist reinforcements have arrived in the form of an elite Phobos Strike Team, whose Space Marine operatives have commenced a hit-and-run campaign to take down the traitor forces one bloody gunfight at a time. Now, transhuman warriors battle degenerate, Chaos-worshipping renegades through the ruins of Moroch’s blasted frontier, each seeking nothing less than the wholesale annihilation of their enemies.
Not even the Space Marines are safe from the lure of Chaos. Whether they hail from the dark days of the Horus Heresy or turned traitor more recently, these baleful warriors combine their gene-given gifts with dark blessings and malefic sorceries, transformed by years of battle into fearless, superhuman reavers.