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"We were halfway through their second defense line when the traitors revealed their trump card.

Ankle-deep in mud, blood and shells of spent mass-reactives, I and the rest of our squad advanced at the back of Sergeant Jeodun over barbed wire and sandbags blown apart by Army artillery. Using the blasted landscape for cover we were making good progress towards the third line of fortifications. Roughly a kilometre to the enemy trenchline, no distance at all. Superheavy armor was rolling past us, prepared to crush the enemy under their tracks if they must. Legion Baneblades and their variants charged across the broken field, smoke belching from gigantic engines that roared like legendary beasts of old. Their weapons were already trained on traitor strongpoints and heavy emplacements.

Darkness gave way to the light of a supernova as a Shadowsword was speared by the brilliant lance of forgotten thunder gods. Volcano cannon capacitors overloaded and the detonation sent the hulking war machine's disintegrating hull hurling through the air with a deafening boom. The rolling mass crushed several Legionaries into the mud and came to a stop some metres from an advancing Baneblade. Mere seconds later a Fellblade had its turret torn off by a similar spear of light. In the dark skies ahead we saw the flash of impossible colours and energy discharge like in a thunderstorm. Void shields. Soon enough the rumble of war horns announced the presence of battle engines on the traitor side of the battlefield. Defaced with spikes impaling the corpses of slain foes and daubed with the Eye of Horus, two Warlord Titans strode from the night as if daring us to take one step further. Our armored spearhead became a shooting gallery as the traitor engines opened fire."

gonna do a series of black and white scenes like this, haven't done stuff like this before and the lack of color opens up new possibilities when it comes to composition and lighting. and yes, i am deliberately also imitating the style of old 40k art.

Description
"We were halfway through their second defense line when the traitors revealed their trump card.

Ankle-deep in mud, blood and shells of spent mass-reactives, I and the rest of our squad advanced at the back of Sergeant Jeodun over barbed wire and sandbags blown apart by Army artillery. Using the blasted landscape for cover we were making good progress towards the third line of fortifications. Roughly a kilometre to the enemy trenchline, no distance at all. Superheavy armor was rolling past us, prepared to crush the enemy under their tracks if they must. Legion Baneblades and their variants charged across the broken field, smoke belching from gigantic engines that roared like legendary beasts of old. Their weapons were already trained on traitor strongpoints and heavy emplacements.

Darkness gave way to the light of a supernova as a Shadowsword was speared by the brilliant lance of forgotten thunder gods. Volcano cannon capacitors overloaded and the detonation sent the hulking war machine's disintegrating hull hurling through the air with a deafening boom. The rolling mass crushed several Legionaries into the mud and came to a stop some metres from an advancing Baneblade. Mere seconds later a Fellblade had its turret torn off by a similar spear of light. In the dark skies ahead we saw the flash of impossible colours and energy discharge like in a thunderstorm. Void shields. Soon enough the rumble of war horns announced the presence of battle engines on the traitor side of the battlefield. Defaced with spikes impaling the corpses of slain foes and daubed with the Eye of Horus, two Warlord Titans strode from the night as if daring us to take one step further. Our armored spearhead became a shooting gallery as the traitor engines opened fire."

gonna do a series of black and white scenes like this, haven't done stuff like this before and the lack of color opens up new possibilities when it comes to composition and lighting. and yes, i am deliberately also imitating the style of old 40k art.