The Blade Encarmine names a class of masterwork power swords carried by the most honoured warriors of the Blood Angels, weapons whose craft harkens back to the earliest and most artful ages of the Chapter. Each is a thing of terrible beauty, its edge sheathed in a crackling energy field and its form wrought with an elegance that mirrors the noble bearing of the sons of Sanguinius.
Such blades are bestowed upon the elite among the Space Marines descended from the Angel, borne by the veterans of the Sanguinary Guard and other exalted companies as marks of both status and lethal skill. To wield a Blade Encarmine is to carry a piece of the Chapter's artistry into battle, for the Blood Angels prize aesthetic perfection as highly as martial prowess, and their finest weapons reflect that ancient devotion to beauty.
In combat the Blade Encarmine is grace made deadly, parting armour and monstrous flesh with strokes that seem almost like dance until the blood begins to flow. The Blood Angels who bear these swords fight with a poise that belies the red thirst gnawing at their souls, a contrast that has haunted the Chapter since Sanguinius fell. Each blade is a reminder of what the Angel's sons strive to be: noble, beautiful, and utterly without mercy toward the enemies of the Emperor. In their hands, the sword is both artwork and doom.
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