Death Guard, the enemy calls them. That is an irony. The Legion is more alive than anything left in this stagnant galaxy, albeit in ways not entirely in concordance with nature. Its days of glory are within spitting distance now. After a long time nursing grievances spawned at the dawn of the Imperium, the Death Guard are strutting. They are powerful, they are united. Only the Despoiler’s mongrel Legion of vagabonds and strays surpasses them in numbers, and those turncoats have their own problems. One day, Dragan is sure, the last doors will be blown open and the Eye’s borders will become irrelevant. Until then, there is killing in the emptiness to be had, and that is a fine enough thing to be going on with.
Chris Wraight - Endurance
Гвардия Смерти - теперь второй по численности легион предателей, уступающий только Чёрному Легиону :)