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IMPERIAL KORPS COMMISSAR DAEMONBANE – $14.99

– 40k Heroic scale
– 4 weapon options
– 32mm Scenic base
– Sculpted by Grim Skull

“He does not inspire fear. He is the reason fear exists.”

He stands like an Imperial death sentence. Beneath his boots lies the severed, horned head of a Daemon — a monstrosity the size of the Commissar himself. Once a terror on the battlefield, now nothing more than a pedestal for Imperial glory.

COMMISSAR DAEMONBANE is no mere officer. He is the embodiment of Imperial resolve, justice, and the bullet fired without warning. Clad in a gas mask sculpted in the grim aesthetic of the Korps, he leads his troops forward — left hand delivering precise fire, while the right raises the banner of his regiment, still wet with enemy blood.

Across his chest shines a pantheon of medals — each one a fallen enemy, transmuted into honor. At his side hangs a regulation saber, sharpened for those who hesitate to obey… by just a few centimeters.

GREATER GOOD GROUND DRONES – $29.99

– 40k Heroic scale
– 32mm bases
– Sculpted by Wargames Crew

“Where the air denies flight, the Earth shall obey”.

In the ever-expanding dominion of the Greater Good, not every world welcomes the grace of the skies. Some resist. Some choke the wind with storms, crush the unworthy with gravity, or twist their land into mazes of ruin and decay. For such worlds, we have designed a new path: the Greater Good Ground Drones – unyielding walkers of purpose and purity.

Each unit is a testament to the Path of Unity – engineered not for spectacle, but for absolute function. These drones are not servants of the air caste, but humble instruments of the Earth – designed to dominate where wings break, and where tradition demands unwavering ground presence.

Shrouded in ritual calibration and shaped by the trials of Dural Prime, these drones serve in sacred roles:

• Advancing through collapsed cityscapes, where traitors hide in shadows
• Holding control zones beneath orbital silence
• Surviving where energy must be conserved, and terrain mastered through calculation, not chaos

These machines are expressions of purpose. Each step forward is a hymn to expansion. Each target eliminated, a verse of unity sung in fire.

The stars are not enough. The soil too must kneel.

Quelle: Wargame Exclusive