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 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 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.

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Blades of Khaine are elite Asuryani fighting formations assembled for a single purpose: severing a precise strand of fate to ensure that a terrible future for their craftworld or their race as a whole never comes to pass. Striking Scorpions burst from concealment after stalking their prey for hours or waiting in position for days – chainswords whirring and mandiblasters spitting needles of white fire.

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.

Foul warbands afflicted by a gruesome techno-organic plague, the Gellerpox Infected are nightmarish meldings of festering flesh and malignant machinery. These hideous beings may once have been loyal servants of the God-Emperor, plying the void beneath the safety of a geller field – such days are long gone, wiped away by supernatural sickness and a gleeful compulsion to spread their infection across the stars.

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.

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.

After thousands of years adrift in the warp, the space hulk Gallowdark has emerged into realspace. A colossal, moon-sized derelict inhabited by mutants, aliens, and things known only by the screams of their victims, the Gallowdark's shadowy depths hold prizes beyond comprehension – ancient treasures, arcane weapons, and secrets forgotten to the galaxy. Kill teams of deadly operatives stalk each other through winding corridors and decaying machinery, conducting daring raids, assassinations, sabotage, and epic last stands that engulf the Gallowdark in a shadow war.

Hierotek Circles of the Necron dynasties operate in secret throughout the stars, cold-hearted coteries of android killers acting in service to obsessive Cryptek masters. These ancient Necron techno-sages are driven by ruthless paranoia and amoral curiosity, issuing missions to their underlings according to labyrinthine plans that few outside of their own kind can understand. The Hierotek Circles employ eldritch science and specialist constructs to overwhelm all opposition, completing their clandestine missions with frightening thoroughness.