"Brother Sergeant." Caim said. "Brother Caim." Tarkus said approaching and looking at the Auspex that Caim held. Caim looked at Tarkus "Chaos forces advancing Brother Sergeant, the vanguard shall be here in minutes. Orders?" Tarkus thought for a minute, their location was a strong point so they had the advantage. He looks over at the ship. "They'll be condending with them as well, we use that to our advantage. Take up firing positions Brothers, cleanse the heretics on sight." The Marines hurried over to the ship to take up firing positions, utilising the ship as a strong point and the surrounding area as a kill field.
Crucian had 3 squads of Marines, eager for blood. Havoks had formed a rearguard should they fall back and hordes of Cultists ranged ahead of the Chaos host. He allowed himself a small grin as he led his squad forward. Soon he would end the Blood Ravens. The march of Chaos was like that of a thunderstorm, 30 power armoured boots crashing into the ground with praise of the dark gods upon their lips. They held their black standards high, made from the flayed skin of long dead opponents and their armour was adorned with skulls of both human and alien foes.