The arrow punches clean through the neck of one of the corrupted Astartes, laying him out on the ground drowning in his own blood, and one of the others nearby steals his banner from his spasming hands, yelling something that sounds like obscenity, sounds like the very language of hell itself, and behind the black-armored brutes lines of lame can be seen. Raptors, firing their jump packs, they look like they're trying to board the Rewoola, and murder Char and his men with hungry daemon blades.