Alien invaders have targeted the heavily fortified Imperial world of Volkus. Under the cover of darkness, Vespid Stingwing strike teams descend from the void, aiming to take down the massive gun that shields the capital's hive city. In response, the elite Tempestus Aquilons take to the skies, launching a swift counterattack to protect the Great Gun and repel the insect-like…
Ork Kommandos prefer sneaking up on their foes rather than charging in recklessly! They're also unnervingly fond of massive knives, which they love to apply to backs, throats, and guts. Still, unleashing a squad of Kommandos in a mid-battle ambush can be devastatingly effective.
Drukhari Mandrakes move stealthily through the shadows, like twisted nightmares brought to life. With malevolent grins flickering across their ever-changing faces, they strike without warning, freezing their victims with soul-chilling baleblasts before finishing them off with deadly glimmersteel blades.
As night falls on Tokyo, two massive silhouettes rise from the smoke snaking up from destroyed skyscrapers. There can be only one who will be crowned King of Tokyo, either by annihilating their rival or by inspiring terror and awe from the crowds.
