They say lightning never strikes the same place twice, but we weren’t standing still.

Cut off and left for dead, Five must fight his way out of a fallen city. On the way, he meets bounty hunters and one lost little surprise.

A harrowing escape from an overrun hive city leaves Five in the most dire of straits.

Having fought his way to the underhive of Tertius, Paric finds that he isn't the only psyker in play.

Five and commissar Passingan take the longest of walks, infiltrating a fallen hive city.

Inquisitor Agrimunt was too smart to bite on my sour tone. “Five, you speak out of turn.”

“Whose turn is it, if not mine?” I harbored the folly of youth, the rage of battle, and the cloying stale scent of blood. To me, it was a method more than a state of being.

A bolt pistol round at a point-blank range will ignore even the best body armor.

Five ignores the wishes of a commissar and deals with the consequences on the Imperial Guard's front lines.

A Fell Guard encounter on the front lines turns deadlier than anyone can imagine.

Place your bets.

Commissars and generals collide with a not-so-stable psyker in his first war.

A Blood cult rebellion awaits a fledgling psyker platoon—and a bitter war—if they can reach it.