Standing resolute atop his steed, he watches as the smoke slowly dissipates from the battlefield, revealing a vision of horror.

His squad lies decimated, agonizing in pools of mud mixed with their own blood. The distant sounds of clashing steel and anguished cries echo in the background.

Yet he remains impassive, a living testament to the grim determination of Krieg, ready to unleash the fury of his plague-ridden wrath upon the enemies of the Imperium.