A horde of howling orks comes charging across the wartorn wasteland, straight towards the men and women of the Astra Militarum, waiting with guns primed, hiding behind walls, readying themselves for death.
Then angels fall from the heavens; heavily armoured saviours in drop pods that slam to the ground and annihilate any orks unlucky enough to be standing underneath them. The Blood Ravens are here. And they are going to fuck shit up.
