Champions of Fenris A Codex: Space Wolves Supplement by Games Workshop Ltd

Author:Games Workshop Ltd
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Publisher: Games Workshop
Published: 2014-07-23T16:00:00+00:00

‘A foe that hides in the dark and strikes when your back is turned deserves no respect. Only the hard face of my hammer is good enough for these cowards.’

- Arjac Rockfist

Through fangs gritted in pain Logan defiantly rose to his feet, the surviving Shieldbrothers moving to protect him from the snipers. Blasts of synaptic disintegrator fire hammered the Wolf Guard, one shot catching a Shieldbrother in the head, his brains cooking inside his helmet. Unable to push through the press of foes Grimnar and Arjac exchanged a momentary look, long years of war allowing them to anticipate one another’s actions in a split second. With a deep and decisive breath the two Space Wolves rose up to their full height. Arjac hurled his hammer down one corridor while Logan swept his storm bolter across the darkness, its barrels blazing. Where Arjac’s hammer fell a Deathmark was smashed from existence, while Grimnar made every shot count, blasting two more of the assassins into smoking fragments that quickly faded from view.

With the threat of the snipers dealt with, the Space Wolves turned their fury upon the Flayed Ones. While Grimnar had been distracted by the Deathmarks the despicable creatures had pressed in close, dozens more pouring out of the shadows drawn by their insatiable hunger for warm blood and living flesh. However, in the close confines of the tunnel the Great Wolf and his warriors took a brutal toll upon the foe. Behind a wall of glowing storm shields the Wolf Guard dealt out death to the creatures, pulverising metallic bodies and skulls until the floor grew thick with their mangled remains. After the last of the horrors had fallen, Grimnar returned to the command chamber, and only then received Volkbad’s vox.

Grimnar signalled the all clear and called down his Iron Priests from the fleet above. They quickly set about powering up the Emperor’s Judgement. Deep within the ground, ancient systems came back to life, gears and pistons the size of hab-blocks grinding and hissing into position as the massive cannon acquired its target. Augurs scanned the void, picking out the distinctive shapes of the Necron ships. Conveyers shuddered as they hauled up plasma warheads from mag-shielded armouries and fed them into the cannon’s yawning breech, each one capable of shattering the hull of a capital ship. A savage grin upon his face, Logan slammed his fist down onto the firing rune.

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