When at last I saw them, I recalled a passage that I had read, though even now I cannot recall the source:
“An Astartes is designed to fight and kill anything that doesn't annihilate it first. If you saw an Astartes, you knew you were in trouble. Their appearance alone would cow you with fear.
But to see one move. Apparently that was the real thing. Nothing human-shaped should be so fast, so lithe, so powerful, especially nothing in excess of two meters tall and carrying more armour than four normal men could lift. The sight of an Astartes was one thing, but the moving fact of one was quite another. Psykologians called it ‘transhuman dread’. It froze a man, stuck him to the ground, caused his mind to lock up, made him lose control of bladder and bowel. Something huge and warlike gave pause; something huge and warlike and moving with the speed of a striking snake, that was when you knew that gods walked amongst men, and that there existed a scale of strength and speed beyond anything mortal, and that you were about to die and, if you were really lucky, there might just be time to piss yourself first."
I was no foolish Chelon, and had done my research of course, but reading about a thing and experiencing it are not the same. I had wanted to know though, I mean really wanted to know. Gods but how I wish now had been able to temper my curiosity.”
Illiatariu. C., Rememberancier Documantist Minoris. To Walk Among Demigods. A Treatise Upon The Nature of The Argyntum Stellae., Published 863.M33, Sector Heliopolis, Segmentum Pacificus.
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