The warp spits around you as they returned to the dead world you once lived upon. You step from the portal to be greeted with a horrifying sight. The dreadnought is propped in the thousands of daemon bodies, all now leaderless, they lay moaning and whimpering. You step up to a hole in the ground.
Splashes echo as you drop through the widened hole, you begin to follow the large footprints in the sewer channel. They strangely look like space marine boots. No malformations of anything else suspicuous, just normal footprints.
"To the darkness I bring fire, to the ignorant I bring faith. Those who welcome these gifts may live, but I shall vist naught but death and eternal damnation on those who refuse them"