The six-winged angelius screams into the sky as a pronouncement of Everblight¹s power. This beast falls like a sword upon its prey, pierces any armor with its barbed tail, and rises again despite all attempts to halt it. Soaring for the first time in two thousand years, the angelius gluts itself on slaughter as the Legion inexorably advances south.

Miniatures are supplied unpainted and assembly may be required.