There is no foe more rank or malefic than the traitor. We rightly abhor the traitor that leads the enemy to our gate. We revile him for the annihilation of worlds and the murder of innocents. We each loathe him for the harm that he does to us. The scars that we bear remind us to keep our hatred bitter.
Some may question your right to destroy ten billion people. Those who understand realize that you have no right to let them live...
We must be unsleeping in vigilance, swift in judgment, merciless in deed.
Drink deeply of victory and remember the fallen.
To face the Terminus Est in battle is to face the unbounded fury of the Emperor Himself. To oppose them it to invite your own doom. They fight like madmen, possessed of a bloodthirst wholly unnatural and abhorrent. That something more than fervent faith drives them to their acts of bloodshed is certain.
The unholy ones stand before us and do not fear us. Their bravery is born of ignorance, for they know us not. We are the warriors of TERMINUS EST! Forged by blood and fire. Tempered by battle. We live for WAR! Follow me, my brothers, and let us teach these simple-minded fools what we are made of and let us teach them fear.
No respite, no forgiveness, no mercy. For we are the Emperor’s wrath.