Wreathed in malign magicks, the Thousand Sons attack amidst an inferno of Warp magic and mutation. Each of the Traitor Legion's psychic warriors wields sorcery of incredible power. These puppet masters command what remains of the Legion's battle-brothers, the deathless Rubricae, whose spirits remain trapped in their sigil-carved armour. Even after millennia, these suits of haunted battle plate fight with all the skill the warriors held in life. Alongside them are shrieking packs of mutants, lumbering fleshy monstrosities, rune-etched battle tanks and daemon-possessed engines. Heirs to the rampant ambition and arrogance of their gene-sire, the Daemon Primarch Magnus the Red, the Thousand Sons seek forbidden knowledge and arcane relics. They are the greatest mortal servants to the Chaos God Tzeentch, committing magical sacrifices and abhorrent rituals as part of their labyrinthine schemes of cosmic change.

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