GOSE'DUR: A WARHAMMER FURY OF FORGED BLOOD

The crimson-stained plains of Acheron shake beneath the descending hooves of Gose'dur's legions. These are no ordinary troops, forged klicka här in the molten heart of a volcano, their flesh molded into steel by the demonic power that drives them. Horrors of unimaginable shape and size crawl across the landscape, leaving a trail of ruin in their