He saw a Space Marine Dreadnought—not the baroque, cathedral-on-legs walking shrine of the current era, but a blocky, chunky, almost sensible bipedal war machine. Its assault cannon looked like it belonged on an A-10 Thunderbolt, not a reliquary. He saw Orks with actual, physical, convertible plastic weaponry drawn in a style that was half John Blanche’s fever-dream, half 1980s metal album cover. He saw a diagram of a Bolter round that was exploded in the literal sense—showing a fuse, a propellant base, and a mass-reactive cap—explained in a tone that treated the reader not as a worshipper, but as a general .
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Varus stopped breathing.