Without warning, a section of the Righteous Wrath ’s starboard flank shimmered, replaced by a bloody after-image. A Chaos boarding party—half-men, half-warp-spliced wire—materialized directly inside her engineering decks. The Gothic-class cruiser’s engines sputtered and died. She began to drift, a dead hulk bleeding atmosphere and bodies.
The void was on fire.
The Chaos fleet paused, momentarily confused by the self-inflicted cataclysm. It was the opening Caspian needed. battlefleet gothic armada pdf
“The enemy ,” Caspian repeated, his eyes as cold as the void outside, “destroyed the Righteous Wrath . And I will carry that truth to my grave, along with every name on that list. Now get out of my sight.” Without warning, a section of the Righteous Wrath
The plan was heresy incarnate. He would not fight Abaddon’s flagship. He would drown it in a star. She began to drift, a dead hulk bleeding
Then the teleportarium struck.
The Dominus Bellorum limped into Port Maw’s dry-docks, her hull scarred, her crew count reduced by a third. Lord Admiral Caspian walked the main hangar deck, stepping past medicae shuttles and the burned-out husks of fighter craft.