How much do you lift?

Delantyr’s grin showed almost every tooth he had. ‘Crush him. Leave them nothing to bury.’ Ardentor walked. When it reached the primarch’s body, Ellas raised the right claw-foot, and steered both control levers to slam the limb back down. ‘Get the leg down,’ Delantyr ordered. ‘Finish it.’

‘Something’s obstructing us.’ Kei lifted his targeting visor again, looking out of the Warhound’s left eye-windshield. He took a slow breath, and glanced back at his princeps. ‘My princeps? The World Eaters in the ruins… They’re cheering.’