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The many ranks of Guardsman began to slowly falter under this attack, many Privates were hard pressed to keep morale. Of course the Emperor and his Space Marines continued to March with indomitable will, flamers now fueled and burning the landscape around them. This taint was buried deep in this land, only purification would be the fate for this land.

The sludge was thick, like marshland...Nay, Like liquified darkness. The flying eyes, sucking creatures resisting conventional firearms. Figures, they were trying to break the morale of the men. But they would be hard pressed to continue with this mind games with the very enbodiment of humanity at the forefront. ”Fear not the vile creature brave men of the Imperium. Steel your hearts and your minds, a creature that can only remain in the shadows is but a coward hiding from retribution. It seeks to dissuade your will, to prey upon your mind! It knows every one of you have a chance at justice! In exterminating him and all his vile kind! We are the warriors of the Imperium! And we know no fear!” The Emperor roared with righteous vigor as his light shines across his forces inspiring even the lowest ranking Guardsman to stand tall, to grip their las-gun tighter and to advance forward and push themselves to their ultimate limit.

Space Marines replied to the Emperors mighty battle cry with their own battle cry. “We are the Emperors Angels of death! None shall escape our fury! To retreat is dishonor! To die in his service a glorious honor! We are the might of mankind! May none find us wanting!” The Space Marines prayed as they marched forward.

There was a fire burning in the hearts of everyone, and only in battle would it be shown. The cowards that did retreat found little remorse from the others, to retreat in battle was desertion of duty. And many others knew that the Commisars accompanying the army would have shot them if it were not for the dreaded landscape getting to them.

They would continue to march on...And March on they did...