Where Liberators meet the enemy hammer to skull, Vindictors keep them at the length of a stormspear. Trained to fight as a single organism, a Vindictor phalanx presents an unbroken hedge of blessed spearpoints and sigmarite, grinding forward one implacable step at a time.
Many Vindictors are drawn from the city garrisons of the free peoples — pike-drilled soldiers who died holding walls. In their reforged lives they hold new walls: the shield-lines of Sigmar's crusades, where their discipline buys the time that wins wars.