There is an old fable in the smiths guild that a weapon or piece of armor can inherit the soul of a warrior. This warrior bolsters the armament to extraordinary power and is said to be unbreakable. We once thought ourselves unstoppable and unbreakable, but we have been found wholly mistaken. The traitor forces dealt a heavy blow that has broken and scattered our legion. We are a splintered, dull, and weak thing compared to our former self. We reformed our legion in the forges of Nocturne but were corrupted with loathe and self-pity making us a weapon unbefitting the arming rack of our great emperor. That is, until our genefather walked among us once more. Thanks to the bravery and self-sacrafice that no other legionnaires could ever hope equal. Artellus Numeon has delivered the soul of a warrior into our legion once more. We are the unbreakable hammer that will shatter the forces of the warmaster, the shield that will defend the Emperor, we are the second fire!