Massacre in the Hive City 000.333 M42
Preferring the old-fashioned way of travel, Sgt. Slab makes his way to a landing zone in order to extract the bulk of his forces with the Warmaster in tow. Fringe teleportation technology was definitely not something Sgt. Slab was going to rely on for a mission of this import.
Fully aware of the gravity of the evolving situation, Aximand lies in ambush, ready to attack the caravan making off with his brother. Before he can spring his trap on the Cadian regiment something is called to his attention. From his concealed position he receives a note from one of his acolytes written in jagged cursive of someone in a dire rush. Immediately upon reading it he destroys it viciously, along with the poor acolyte delegated to deliver the message.