The three Chaos Devastator marines laughed like madmen as their heavy bolters shred through the poorly shielded and armed men. Although JT and his right hand man were very capable of handling their own, their men couldn't. The brave legion was getting massacred, and morale was shattered. About a half of their original numbers had literally just ran away, one hundred and fifty of them had remained, but partially because their exits had been cut off. Portals had opened, and daemons had begun pouring forth. The bloodletters, although they wore no armour, needed none. Their skins were almost tougher than the chaos marine armours. They licked their flaming blades, the bloodshed would be most refreshing.