My brothers, Astartes. The defeat is inevitable, but our fight is yet not over. Let us gather our troops and begin our retreat under the shadow of black smoke spreading from the burning Thorn Moons.
A gift from the warp has been sent to us by the dark gods themselves. The Primogenitor, father of all space hulks, has teared it’s way in to the reality and will provide us a haven. We will return!