Nothing a chainaxe to the face can't fix. I bet these clownish creatures would be a bigger challenge than an Astarte
But you must fear fighting with champions of other races. Each time you win, you have a chanse to become a spawn.
They are my bulwark against the Terror. They are the Defenders of Humanity. They are my Space Marines and they shall know no fear.
You come to the bastions of the Adeptus Astartes to spread filth. Your lies fall on deaf ears here, for we are pure and untouchable. Your vile gods see you as nothing but mindless tools to do with as they please. You deserve the horrendous fate you have brought upon yourself. Now come, heretic. I shall be the one to end your parade of lies and deceit. Allowing a traitor to live is an unforgivable crime against humanity. The Emperor is on my side and He shall guide my blade through your darkened heart!
We will not hesitate! These traitors who stand before us will fall beneath our righteous blades and gunfire! Join us brothers, and let us purge these heretics from the hearth of the Adeptus Astartes!
Dare you lust, may you crawl beside Slaanesh in the warp. Dare you hate, may you bow your head to Khorne. Dare you plot, may you submit to the will of Tzeentch. Dare you despair, may you walk in the garden of Nurgle. Know this and stray not down the path of the heretic my Brothers! The Heretic is weak. He has fallen prey to his emotions. His lust and desires have over powered his weak will. But through the Emperor we are steadfast and our will is a fortress shielded by His light! We are the Adeptus Astartes and we know no fear!
