ANGRON, Primarch of the World Eaters NMM (Horus Heresy, Forgeworld)
The lead Thunderhawk dropped through the ruins, hovering a few metres above the ground with its assault ramp down and bolter fire sparking around the opening. Ehrlen turned towards Tarvitz. 'This isn't your fight,’ he yelled over the gunfire. 'Get out of here!' 'Emperor's Children never run!' replied Tarvitz, drawing his sword. 'They do from this!' No Space Marine could have survived the storm of fire that blazed away at the interior of the gunship, but it was no ordinary Space Marine that was borne within it. With a roar like a hunting animal, Angron leapt from the gunship and landed with a terrible crash in the midst of the ruined city. He was a monster of legend, huge and terrible. The primarch's hideous face was twisted in hatred, his huge chainaxes battered and stained with decades of bloodshed. As the mighty primarch landed, World Eaters dropped from the other gunships. Thousands of World Eaters loyal to the Warmaster followed their primarch into the Choral City, accompanied by the war cries that echoed Angron's own bestial howl as he charged into his former brethren.
Posted: 14 Apr 2013
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