Part II
A mound of dead Legionnaire’s blocked the door to the Warmasters chamber. Many of the Black Legion were resigned to Abaddon’s death, but a great deal were chagrined, to say the least. This contingent had charged the chamber, intent on drowning Alpharius and his twin in their bodies. Little did they know that the Alpha Legion’s mastery of the teleport strike would render this plan inert in very short order. When the Black Legion reached the door, they found that in addition to a pair of Primarchs, the room also contained a contingent of Alpha Legion terminators, replete with weapons that would insure the Primarchs were never reached. Jets of promethium bathed the horde in crackling waves, drowning them in flame. Bolters chattered, blowing off arms and heads. The basso thump of an autocannon accompanied entire bodies being blown to bits, and on top of it all, the Primarchs and their Chosen waded through the mess, wreaking havoc wherever they passed.
At the end of it all, Alpharius and his brother had asserted complete control of the Black Legion, and the all the Hordes of Chaos as well.
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