You sit against a broken portion of rubble, reloading your weapon… sitting behind the cover and waiting for those damned Ork’s to quail their hail of gunfire. Then it stopped…

You then quickly went up and out, aiming your weapon, only to witness a horror before you..

The firing line of Orks was being mauled and eviserated by a single Chao Marine, his malformed Chainsword ripping and carving through them like wet tissue. You instinctively fled back into cover, holding your breath…