The corrupt Astartes steps forward, trying to make the King of Knight's horse rear back with a sweep of the chainsword at the snout of the beast, trying to spoil her balance and batter her out of the saddle on the backswing. As he does so, the cultists die under the blades of the knights, and the other Legion troopers square off with knights, killing and be killed as they square off in close combat. But back some 400 paces, one of them hunkers down, a great daemon-mouthed cannon slung over one shoulder, sighting in slowly on Arturia even as their Champion duels. Honor is not something that survived the fall of Belka, not for these men become monsters.