In the skies over Brakur IV, war rages. The tyranids of Hive Fleet Kraken have achieved air-superiority over the Imperial defenders, disrupting what should have been a simple extraction mission for the Scythes of the Emperor – and a lone battle-brother plunges from his wrecked dropship towards the planet’s surface. With his life expectancy now measured only in seconds, he must find a way to slow his deadly freefall, or become just another name on a staggering list of fallen Chapter heroes... Read it because It's entirely unlike any other Space Marines story you've read. After all, when a warrior can't rely on his skill at arms to save him, what them does he have to call on?