“Sometimes I wonder if they can see us and the great endeavours we do. They represent the inspiration of the entire chapter. They are great and might leaders that we all should aspire to.”
“Yes they are and yes; as Chapter Master of the Imperial Fists Chapter, I do.”
“Yes Lord” said Juron as he turned and bowed. “I meant no disrespect.”
“I did not for a second think you did” replied Vladimir Pugh. “Are you ready? I need the 5th to be underway as soon as everyone is onboard.”
“Yes Lord” Juron replied again. “Even old Methandes is onboard. Although he took the long way around, again!”
“Hmm”. Snorted Pugh, “some things just never change”, he added as he rounded and placed himself upon the great marble throne at the head of the room. “I have heard nothing further from Lord Kryptman and nothing from Captain Bannon. His Kill team went up against the Tyranid Hive Fleet 2 months ago, but nothing since then”.
“That is unusual Lord”, .agreed Juron. “Even though we’re far from Ultramar I would have thought that Captain Bannon would have reported back by now. I will leave at once.” Juron bowed and turned to leave.
Gloom and darkness surrounded the Lord of the 7th Legion. All his warriors were brave, perhaps to brave. Captain Bannon was a fine soldier, a leader of men. He was however like all Fists stubborn. Pugh knew that the Tyranid invasion was one of the greatest treats to the survival of the Imperium. Countless billions of genetically created eating machines hell bent on destruction, and only the blunt hammer of the Guard regiments and the scalpel of Astartes Chapters holding back Humanity from the night.
“Worrying indeed” muttered Pugh under a deep breath as he watched Juron leave. “He’s a tough one wouldn’t you say?”
“ Yes Lord” said Xrara stepping out from the shadows that were concealing him. Light shone down upon his giant skull shaped helm. The Chaplain Stood behind his master, his crozius in hand. “He Will do well. He is competent and tactically aware, he was the perfect choice, and adding Nathaniels’ Terminator’s will create an even stronger bond.”
“I hope so Xrara. You should go with him, make them strong. Primarch, Progenitor - To your glory, and the glory of Him on Earth.”
Prince of the Grigori
"Sententia professio meus pugna securis quod ornamentum of bellum" 51:20
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