Crucian is puzzled at such a creature that approached him. "Who dares approach me, Chosen of Chaos. Speak creature, I'll brook no interuption during my moment of glory."
Chaos Space Marines wore power armour, unlike the Cultists. Bolts glanced of their armour unless the Bolt penetrated a weak spot or a joint. One Chaos Marine took a Bolt to the skull and fell to his knees mere seconds before his head exploded. The Blood Ravens had put their faith in their wargear, constantly firing giving little heed to the shots that glanced of their armour. Lysandros took a shot in the shoulder which dented the armour and made him recoil. "I fear no evil, I fear no death. For the emperor protects." he said as he steadied himself to continue firing.