"His Will drifted listlessly through the void, super heated plasma and oxygen spilling from open wound rent in it's prow. The battle had been swift and brutal.
The orks had fallen upon the strike cruiser while it lay at high orbital anchor above Caledonia, an ice death world in the far reaches of the halo stars. How the Orks had reached such an isolated system was a mystery, the puzzle as to why they were there was more frightening however.
Lord Epistolary Galeus Patreus had had a vision of dire import that a dark and sinister power, long thought banished permanently to the warp, was manifesting on Caledonia.
The great darkness over shadowing the warp had clouded his judgement, like an oppressing shadow on his thoughts it weighed down on him slowing his mind. Some unseen, unfathomable evil drew near. The orks had fallen on them, catching the ancient Striker Cruiser off guard. Only the awesome weaponry and speed of the vessel had saved the ship from a full on ram to the broadside.
Now however was not the time for a reprieve and contemplation, another larger kill Kroozer approached. With a mental impulse, Galeus Patreus engaged the sublight drives and His Will effortlessly slid into the dark void.
This time the Orks would feel the full force of the Grey Knights. This time they would bring the fight to the Orks. This time they would cut the head from the body...."