The Great Crusade continues its triumphant march across the Galaxy—expedition ships cut through cosmic expanses, the Imperium is slowly overgrown with bureaucrats and tax inspectors. And the Warmaster Horus, basking in the zenith of his power, is plagued by vague doubts: for what devil has his presence been needed again on the planet Davin, conquered sixty years ago?
Betrayal—this word was first spoken on Davin and it brutally wounded Horus. But far more brutally, he was wounded by a poisoned blade—anathema.
Horus was indeed sent for the devil. And not for just one. On a fragile bridge between life and death, his decisive battle took place against the lying gods of Chaos.
It was the day Horus fell.