Good luck fighting through the Forgefiends, Defilers, and Soul Grinders at my command. And even if you did make it through that i am STILL an Astartes of the Heresy and more than a match for you welp

Draigo continues to fight deamons, who are in their realm and cannot even die.
Id hardly call being a circus animal for the Gods of Chaos something to be proud of.

I won't become a pet to Gods who are false. Besides just from look at you and that warpsmith. I can really say chaos is ugly

Ha the Iron Hands aspire to achieve what i am, says something about how you view your "brothers"

Will see about that traitor. I will make sure of it that my chapter destroy your puny war band

Good luck against the might of the greatest Siege Masters in the galaxy

Such petty insults hardly phase us im afraid, beauty is in the eye of the beholder brother.
But Draigo didnt think he would become a pet of the Gods either brother, but in the end he did.

Sadly for you, no matter how much you squirm and spit at us as your time passes in the end it matters not.
Your end is finite after all, and even when time or the battlefield takes you all that will happen is that another vocal loyalist will take your place to bark at the Eye as it is expanding and enveloping more and more.

Just a matter of time brother, and time is indeed something Chaos has in abundance.

My brothers are ten times better than yours.

I cant stop laughing at how weak your ability to fight is! And believe me the sons of Perturabo do not laugh easily

I can't tell if you're a Nurglite or a Slaaneshi

I may be a Generic space marine. One that can replace by many. But I still fight on. No matter how grave the wound is. No matter how big the enemy is. I still fight onwards.
I my die. But thousands will replace me