The other Blood Angels do not fear us, as there is no fear in the hearts of the Adeptus Astartes. They honour us, and our sacrifices. But we are also a source of dread. We are the doom that waits. Any brother who does not fall in battle is fated to join our ranks. We are the end of things. All oaths of moment are steps on the road that leads to the cells. To the howls. To Astorath blade.
