“TASTE THE MIGHT OF THE EMPEROR’S FALCON PUNCH!”

Surrounded by all sides, creatures unknown to Brother Angelos, the other members of the Kill Team holding their ground. In a moment of Glory and tests of his skill to this new unclean Xenos, holstering his weapons, he praised the emperor and the loyal primarchs. He engaged this writhing creature. With blows that could dismember him, he engaged the Genestealer unarmed. This moment amongst those of the famed first and second founding, to prove his worth in battle and the zeal he carries of his chapter, stoically standing upon the field as the tyranid roared his way. The precision of his blows and the strength found in his faith, came down upon the creature unable to stand the might of this Astartes warrior. A memory deep within his own blood entered his mind as fury and honor as his last blow entered the mouth of the beast. Pulling a fleshy tongue tearing it from the creature’s mouth, he preceded to pull the monster’s head, tearing it’s flesh and ligaments. It’s thrashing ceased, as a headless body fell to the ground.
He cried out in his astonishing feat. Looking upon the witch and the apothecary who lays grievly wounded fighting on. Returning to the importance of the Apothecary, he returned to fight the creature in battle with him. For honor of his chapter was found. The survival of his chapter depended on one.

- Genestealer’s Head of Tantulas