Through the ruins of a shattered chapel, Saint Celestine descends like an answered prayer, her golden armour gleaming as a symbol of the Emperor’s grace and wrath. Pure white doves herald her arrival, while her radiant blade casts a blinding, holy light upon the battlefield. Her fierce gaze falls upon the besieged forces of Man, renewing them with both hope and dread. To see Celestine is to behold both mercy and vengeance, a harbinger of redemption and ruin.
The Blood Angels are the Emperor's noble and tragic sons, paragons of martial grace tainted by a curse of a flawed gene seed. Clad in crimson and gold, they descend like angels of death upon their foes, bringing both artistry and savagery to the battlefield.
The Striking Scorpions are the vengeful stalkers of the Aeldari, striking from the shadows with lethal precision. Masters of stealth and ambush, they embody the wrath of Khaine, the Aeldari god of war. Their helms, featuring sharp, intimidating visors and menacing mandiblasters, mirror the visage of deadly predators waiting to pounce, instilling fear in all who dare to stand against them.
The Space Wolves are not only Space Marines, but also savage hunters and proud heroes from the death world of Fenris. They wage war without fear or doubt, each warrior seeking to forge a saga worthy of immortalisation.
In the vast, roiling turmoil of the 41st Millennium, one name strikes terror into the hearts of all who hear it: Abaddon the Despoiler. A cruel visage and unyielding resolve that has shattered countless worlds, he leaves nothing but ruin in his wake. Every scar on his armour, every mark of corruption, tells a tale of countless battles and the souls he has claimed in his crusade to topple the Imperium of Man. Not merely a warrior; he is a force of nature, a harbinger of destruction, and a living symbol of the relentless chaos that seeks to consume all.
A ravenous horde of Xenos descends upon the Imperium, a vile affront to the Emperor's realm. Lieutenant Titus, wielding a powerful bolt pistol and mighty chainsword, stands as a stalwart defender against the relentless Tyranid onslaught. He is the Emperor's wrath incarnate, an executioner of humanity’s foes, and a beacon of hope amidst the unrelenting darkness that threatens the Imperium.