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Sworn to a creed as old as the Imperium itself, the Spear of Caliban are Dark Angels operatives drawn from the most secretive circles of the Chapter. Cloaked in silence and driven by relentless purpose, they hunt not for glory but for truth—truth buried beneath lies, heresy, and time. Whether clad in the swift black of the Ravenwing or the armored green of the Unforgiven, each warrior carries a burden of oaths, suspicion, and ancient guilt. They do not forget. They do not forgive. And when they emerge from shadowed corridors or broken ruins, they bring not just bolter fire, but judgment.

A Scarab Occult Cabal advances as an unyielding phalanx of arcane war-constructs, guided by the iron will of a single Sorcerer. They do not rush, they do not falter — they endure, and the enemy breaks upon them.

Clad in auric artificer plate and borne aloft on roaring jump packs, the Sanguinary Guard are the living embodiment of the Blood Angels’ martial perfection. Chosen from the most exemplary warriors of the Chapter, these angels of death fight not as a line infantry force, but as a descending spearhead — striking with speed, precision, and overwhelming violence before the enemy can react.

Led by a Praetor of the Host, the Sanguinary Guard fight as a coordinated shock force. At the Praetor’s command, warriors descend from on high, crash into the foe with unstoppable momentum, and withdraw just as swiftly — leaving only shattered bodies in their wake. When the Red Thirst takes hold, their assaults become truly apocalyptic, as each strike is delivered with the fury of Sanguinius himself.

Marked by the Black Rage, the warriors of the Death Company are no longer soldiers in the conventional sense. They are living weapons, stripped of fear, restraint, and self-preservation, driven by visions of Sanguinius’ final moments and an unrelenting need to destroy the foe at any cost.

Clad in blackened armour and hurled into battle by roaring jump packs, Death Company fight with terrifying speed and violence. They do not hold ground, they do not retreat, and they do not survive. Instead, they are unleashed at the moment of greatest need, crashing into the enemy lines in a frenzy of chainblades and thunder hammers, carving a bloody path until they are finally brought down.