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The battle for Chandra is going well for the EDF and the Jema—maybe too well. The EDF is falling into old habits inherited from Earth, managing the conflict instead of trying to win it. The Jema are in no hurry either, as their long-term survivability on Chandra can only be helped by the continuing close alliance the war offers. Kaerin control of Chandra is starting to slip, and the most forward-thinking among them can see their blood-soaked future all too well. The thing about rough neighborhoods... they can always get worse.

The end of the world has been and gone. There was no one great natural disaster, no all-consuming world war, no catastrophic pandemic. Only scores of storms, droughts, and selfish regional conflicts. Humanity was not granted a heroic end. Instead, it bled to death from a thousand cuts. But where Earth fell apart, Mars pulled together. Engineered men and beasts, aided by Bees – an outlawed distributed intelligence – survived through co-operation, because there was simply no alternative.

Of all the devout warriors in the Adepta Sororitas, none are as renowned or battle-hungry as those of the Order of Our Martyred Lady. Yet while others seek glory in their own martyrdom, Sister Helewise is determined to stay alive, so that her death might serve a greater purpose when the God-Emperor wills it. Assigned to Fleet Quintus of the Indomitus Crusade, Helewise and her sisters follow an ancient route of pilgrimage to rediscover and liberate the shrine world of Cion, once a sacred bastion of their order.

In the grim darkness of the far future, the galaxy burns as its disparate races fight for resources, territory, and divine purpose. The Imperium faces threats both alien and heretic, and the touch of the warp is ever a moment from seeping into reality, with deadly consequences. Survival is earned in blood.

Lazulai is a world beyond the brink, its battle against the tyranids all but lost. Once-magnificent cities lie in ruin. The seas boil. The skies crack. Horrific alien bioforms devour. In mere days the planet will be consumed.

Приход Ариэла неминуем. Этого жаждет "Милитари", этого ждут другие. Сумеет ли Первожрец что-то противопоставить Хаосу Разрушающему, или как все: будет вынужден сражаться, чтобы шаг за шагом терпеть поражение? Обновление случилось, вот только баланс "Даяны I" всегда будет балансом. Получив невероятные возможности можно только отдав что-то взамен. Но, не всегда сделка того стоит!