(You, lost Primarch of the 2nd Space Marine Legion have been lost for decades, have been lost and forgotten since the Horus Heresy; the war wherein your younger brothers Horus Lupercal along with Angron, Magnus, Perturabo, and Fulgrim betrayed the Imperium and your father: the Emperor of Mankind, ending in your father, the Emperor, being mortally wounded by Horus; who had also died in the same duel. After nearly forty thousand years you have finally returned to the fray of battle, during a specific battle wherein many of your brothers gathered and fought one another. The battle field was bloodied and littered with the corpses of Imperial Guardsmen, Space Marines of both Loyalist and Traitor legions, and Chaos Daemons alike)

Lion El’Jonson: Traitors!!! The whole lot of you!!! (Lion yelled in a rare instance of rage as he clashed his blade with the rage filled Angron)

Angron: AND YOU A FOOL, BROTHER!!! (Angron barked out in endless rage as he attempted to behead Lion with his axe)

Magnus the Red: Guilliman…you live again I see…I will just have to send you back to the grave. (Magnus stated in eerie calmness as he struck at Guiliman with his spear)

Roboute Guilliman: You overestimate your own abilities, Magnus. (Guilliman said as he fended off Magnus’ attacks and magics)

Leman Russ: YOUR PRIDE HAS GOTTEN THE BEST OF YOU, FULGRIM!!! (Leman yelled as he went wild upon the prideful Fulgrim, like some wild beast, not even giving Fulgrim a chance to speak)