Within the grove, hundreds, if not thousands of Chaotic Space marines of the Jade Dragon were awaiting the word, and waiting for the others to arrive. They were all clad in their white armours, their Reptilian features making them unique amongst any other Chaos groups. But they were not alone. Three other armies had joined them on this day. The first one was Roboute Guilliman and his company of Battle Brothers, the Honour Guard. Together, they formed the chapter's finest company, the Champions of Ultramar. All of them were sternguard Veterans of the innumerable wars the Ultramarines had fought, each wearing their customized power armours and weapons. Devastators wielding heavy meltas, plasma cannons, heavy bolters, only the finest equipment for them. Two venerable dreadnoughts accompanied them. One was an Ironclad dreadnought, fitted with batteries of krak and frag missiles, with an autocannon on the other side. The other dreadnought was armed with a claw and flamer on each hand. The other army was none other than Tempestor Lancaster and her Elite army from the Baltic Manticores. Her troops, men and women from either the Kasrs of Cadia or the Elite academies of Kaurava I, were the finest in the whole of the Imperium. Her regiment of Scions could deal with it all, and were more than ready to do so. Coming with them were loads of heavy armour. Sentinels, equipped with lascannons, plasma cannons, autocannons and missile launchers came in large numbers to provide support. Hellhounds, with their inferno cannons, Bane Wolves, with their chemical cannons and even Devil Dogs, with their melta cannons. With them also, rows of various types of Leman Russ battle tanks. Punishers, Vanquishers, Executioners, Eliminators, Annihilators, Demolishers, they came prepared. And finally, the heaviest of armours. Baneblades. They fielded ten of them. Two ordinary baneblades, Two Stormhammers, Two Stormblades, one Shadowsword, Two Banehammers and a Banesword. Such a display of heavy ordinance would make anyone wet their damn pants. And last but very much not the least were the Ork Boyz of Godkillah how he had banded so many orks in so little time, no one will rightly know. But he had amassed an impressive number of heavily equipped orks, and was fielding some heavy armour as well. Looted tanks, taken from the ancient reserves of the Bloodwrath, had been repurposed to serve his boys, including two Skullhamma battle fortresses, and plenty of Killa Kans and Wartraks.

They looked at each other, and Jared looked over his loadout [i]"Adamantium slugs and explosive buckshot, magicka arrows, seeker grenades, you?"[/i] [u]"Shock rifle, Psion grip, Shrapnel launcher, shock pistols, shock swords, we must be careful and silent when we fight"[/u] [i]"Agreed"[/i]

Silence would be hard to achieve in a fight of this titanic proportions, but they could probably do it. With them would be the Vindicare assassins.

[spoiler]lmao Jared has s muffle enchantment, can go invisible and Graxian has cloaking As long as they teleport behind enemy lines unseen they Gucci [/spoiler]

As the armies massed, a warpgate opened before them. It was massive, enough to fit an imperial titan. Through it, a voice came booming. Then, a figure stepped forth from it the being was gigantic, around twenty feet in height. Her shape was very feminine, but her traits were those of Kaela Mensha Khaine, the war god. This was none other than Macha, daughter of both Khaine and Isha, and her power had been released. [i][b][u]"Warriors! Followers of many paths, of different shrines, of different gods, today our goal is the same. We fight now to rid the galaxy of a terrible plight. The evil being known as Slaanesh has cursed the stars for too long now, it's time has come. I, accompanied by Noiratrom himself, will battle the god head on. But we cannot do this alone. That is why we need your help. The legions of Daemons belonging to Slaanesh will die today, by your hands! As you step forth through this portal, you will be blessed by the essence of Noiratrom. With it, your power will be increased exponentially, and you will walk off mortal wounds. Be brave, combattants! Today is the day you will all be remembered for! The day mortals conquered the ruinous powers!"[/u][/b][/i] A massive wave of cheers elevated from the ranks. [b][i]"FOR THE EMPEROR!"[/i][/b] Roared Roboute Guilliman, rallying all imperial troops. [u][i]"FOR NOIRATROM!"[/i][/u] Shouted the Jade Dragons, rallying their courage. [b][u]"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!"[/u][/b] Roared the Orks, as they rushed through the portal, all the other forces following behind in the mighty charge.