As the three Black Templars took their paths to walk into the glorious drop pod infront of them. ''Brothers, may the emperor's vengence be delivered from your weapons.'' Caius stated as he took the lead into the drop pods intrior. When he took a seat inside the rather cramped and tight interior. At the top of the interior there was a fully turnable turret. Brother Zephrius would normally have had problems fitting the master-forged heavy bolter into the tight space given, however after many times of likely scenarios he's found his way. As the three great warriors stood locked in place by the drop pod. Their great artificer armour displayed of many conquests and the crusaders shields on Caius' shoulder would be enough proof of this. 

Brother Krell is a natural shooter, his steady hand has given many heretics their death sentance. Something interesting to know is that he carves entire death sentances onto each and every bolt of his bolter, sometimes he even does it to both Zephrius and Caius' firearms. ''Brothers..'' Caius spoke out suddenly. ''I serve the emperor. His will is my word and his will is my mind. I am a tool of his will and his will is my law... My weapons is his, my armour is his and my body is his. I am a tool, an instrument so great that I can not be challenged. I am an instrument of the emperor and forever I shall be so.. The emperor is my god, my spiritual king. His greatness echoes yet the abyss of space. His forever power is what I wish to serve, and for eternity I will untill eternity comes and brings me beyond, but even in death I shall perform the emperors will, for I cannot be unbound by this great bond of alliegence, a bond I enjoy and a bond I trust, for when death bring me home, I shall still serve as an eternal harbringer of the emperors word.'' Caius spoke up, his own words, not from a book nor a great codex. ''The Emperor is trust, the Emperor is great, for we templars clad in black are his finest warriors in space, the abyss be great, the abyss be damned, for when chaos springs forth we fought them back. Black is the colour of trust and alliegence, for nothing can plague a pure colour of nothing but trust, for we are his greatest warriors and we will continue forth...'' Zephrius continued as they had done many times before.

Brother Krell woke up from what had been a long sleep of silence, and he spoke with even more love for the emperor then the others, how it was possible unknown, however his faith shined bright and so did his words. ''Repent damned traitors of our great lord; the Emperor of Man. For you who forgot and ran. You who shall not be named by anything other than traitor, you shall be burnt in the thousand colours of flame and fear. We shall not fear, for it is your weapon, but we will make you fear, for it is your weakness... We will show you no pity, no remorse, no fear, for we know non of them.'' And there was a silent space of time without voices within the completely pitch black drop pod, the only light were those of the sensors of the artificer power armour helmets, clad with many different displays of faith. 

''The Emperor Protects!'' They roared out and at that very moment the drop pod was under effects of gravity, falling straight down towards the earth, flying out of the hangar and breaking through the atmosphere in almost an instance. Brother Krell was praying to the emperor like he always did before battle, words like 'repent' and 'heretic' shining through his prayers. Caius glaced over to Zephrius and he looked back at him, they both spoke out simultaneously. ''For the Emperor.''

Suddenly the touch down rockets burnt off and within a short enough timeframe the fall doors fell down and crushedsomething beneath them as they fell downwards towards the ground. Instantly the turret at the top of the drop pods interior started roaring out holy bolts into the unending frays of the chaos swarms. ''THE EMPEROR PROTECTS!'' the three of them decided to walk out of their own seperate openings and let the turret handle the last one. Caius swiftly swong out of cover and instantly roared out some of his own holy bullets, the repentance bolt flying out of the barrel of his famed bolter and into the skull of a Kharn Berzerker, simply one of many, however it got the point across, because even though one did enough damage over hundreds more would be fired out in this very instance. ''REPENT HERETIC, FOR THE BLACK TEMPLARS ARE HERE- AND YOUR LIVES END NOW... GLORY TO THE EMPEROR!'' Caius shouted out as his relic sword sat proudly on his back, Brother Zephrius on the other hand was continously spewing out an unending swarm of bolts into the swarm of many, however all in his path fell flat on the ground, yet the swarmes kept coming. On Brother Krells hand he spewed his bolter into the swarmes of heretics aswell, continously praying and ridding the enemies of the emperor.

''Black Templars! Charge forwards, fight honorably and rid the world of man of these traitors!'' Caius shouted out and fired his bolter with his left hand, at the same time grabbing for his relic sword and as he was going to swing it upon an enemy and split it into two he chained his bolter into the chain belt around his waist. As he swong his relic sword his wills had been brought down as he completely smashed a small squad of heretics to the ground with the relic swords power. He the took steps onto them and every so often stepped onto a skull or two. 

As the first drop pods to land he found himself surrounded by continously landing drop pods landing around him. Behind him were his Sword Brethren, doing their tasks and things for the emperors glory. As Caius flung the relic sword onto his should he took a quick charge and as he tackled through, litterally through a weak boddied chaos slave he took a moving charge up and swong his sword, cleaving through many chaos scum, finally he had found himself next to the majority of the Imperium forces.

Brother Krell, the most religious and devote warriors to the Emperor amongst the three man elite squad. He managed to over hear a traitor speaking with one of the most glorious warriors of the Imperium of Man, of course he spoke up, still sticking to protocol and ridding heretical spawn and filth at the same time. ''You lost your loyalty to the Imperium of Man and the Emperor to these Xeno's? What kind of human are you if you can't even stay true to the way's of the Emperor?!'' He shouted out, the 10ft tall giant looking even more terrifying then any normal Space Marine. Long armour strong cloths hanging from his waist and shoulders, covering his back with black cloth with a large white cross on the back, revealing the Power Armour from the front.

Caius remained quiet, defiantly he swong his relic sword into the ground and took out his bolter, grabbing onto the hilt of the soldier with his left hand and firing his bolter one handedly with his right. ''Do not give ground to these traitors.. They are filth in the emperors eyes and so they shall remain, even in death, show no forgiveness, for we know none!'' He shouted out to all forces, his rallying cry echoing the vast lands. ''FOR THE EMPEROR!'' He screamed out, feeling his own rallying cry working on himself because his shooting was dead on, the only thing limiting him would be time and focus.