The Iron Hands Chapter of Space Marines hold a close relationship with the Adeptus Mechanicus, making heavy use of augmetics and advanced weaponry. Known to be cold and calculating, mercilessly gunning down their foes in overlapping volleys of fire.
The White Scars favour lightning-fast assaults, closing ranks with their enemies before they have a chance to prepare, and then rushing away to strike the next foe.
Harlequin Troupes perform with breathtaking skill, whether their stage is a wraithbone and glass amphitheatre bathed in crystalline light, or the firelit hell of the battlefield.
The Haemonculus Covens of the Drukhari are known for being sadistic, twisted flesh crafters. Their ranks are filled with mutated Wracks, supported by hulking Talos and Cronos pain engines – tortured creatures that revel in raiding realspace.
On the eve of battle, the Black Templars gather to be led in prayer and contemplation by their champions. United in their hatred of the foe, they swear a mighty vow to uphold in the battle ahead.
Tyranids come in a shocking variety of forms, each more terrible than the last. Small disruption forces have been observed, led by a so-called Parasite of Mortrex.
Spiritseer Kygharil guides their small band of determined Aeldari through the Webway to defend their craftworld's hidden gateways and ancient, precious ruins.
A Cadian Command Squad, consisting of officers and the veteran warriors who protect them, leads their elite force into battle. The core of the army comprises grizzled Kasrkin, armed with a potent arsenal of weapons.
Genestealer Cults armies outmanoeuvre their foes with infiltration, clawed horrors and grimy militia alike, squirming through sewers and pipe networks to reach their prey.
The T'au Empire employs advanced firepower and complex metastrategies in its quest to enlighten the galaxy, each suited to different environments, objectives, and enemies.
The Orks love fighting above all else. These brutal and violent aliens roam the galaxy in vast hordes, gleefully piling into battle with a deafening war cry of 'Waaagh!'.
The Adeptus Custodes are an army unlike any other. Each member would be considered a mighty hero by lesser warriors, capable of besting entire units or even armies of weaker foes.
None fight with more grim determination than the battle-brothers of the Dark Angels – they are held in awe by their allies and enemies alike. Yet behind their devotion to the Imperium lies a shadowy obsession.
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