Heavily armored warriors face a swirling blue portal and a massive, dark, eye-shaped fortress floating in a stormy, star-filled void.

The portal shuddered as the warband stepped through, the void warping around them like a sea in storm. On the far side, the fortress-world loomed — a colossal amalgam of daemon-warped battleship and hollowed asteroid, its surfaces constantly shifting between reality and unreality. Towering spires of black iron and bone erupted from its hull, each crowned with Horus’s old Eye of Terra sigil… twisted into Malal’s jagged black-and-white spiral. Vast chains tethered broken daemon worlds to its surface like trophies. And it was moving — cutting through the Immaterium like a blade toward Terra. See more