A member of first squad had been killed....a brother had died to one of these xenos<em>scum</em>. Crixus would not stand for such a thing.<strong>"I'll pay for drinks for a month to the person who honours our fallen brother of first company the finest in this battle....kill all of these dancing fairies!"</strong>roared the Terminator to his allies in the first squad over their vox chat, all the while he moved forward, targeting the other Wraithguard, heavy flamer and storm bolter spewing out the Space Marine's pure hatred for the Eldar. They hid in shadows and struck from safety, they were cowards and knew little of honour, only self importance and self preservation. Today they would learn the value of warfare driven by true virtues!