"Grrr! I like it when the big stompy metal thing crushes weak puny Eldar! Harharhahr!" Oh, savage. I could snuff out the mind of whoever guides these walking-beacons of the Corpse-Seer's wrath, or I could melt the sarcophagi and watch your brothers squeal as their honoured Ancient crumbles to dust. But I am not in the habit of defiling the resting places of anyone - not even yours. My honour - yes, my Honour - does not allow it. For that, be glad.
Maybe it is I, who are too young compared to my brethren, so that's why I never understand why is every human is in denial with himself. Once you are proudly saying that we are cowards, and in a moment later you are loudly speaking about how to kill us from safety distance, with the same pride and fully might in your voice. Who is the coward then? You'll never understand what is honour and bravery human, war is beyond your depth.
Who says I would leave the field of battle? I would proudly serve the Emperor by being the beacon from with the Battle Barge may lock onto to drop a rain of hellfire that is called Exterminatus upon the xenos.
We shall plant the beacon that draws the tyranid swarm to your craftworld. Clearly for expermintal purposes. I would like to see how one xenos interacts with another. Especially when the invading species is without number.
Welcome brother, our numbers increase and the chance of saving this universe from the Heretic and the Xeno increases evermore.
Greetings Inquisitor! I have already fought on the side of the Ordo Malleus and Ordo Xenos. I am looking forwards to also fight on your side if our paths of fate will lead together! May my Heavy Bolter slay Heretics and Xenos where they stand! Courage and Honour!
