The rattle of tanks and tracks, and the hammering of gunfire, herald the advance of an Astra Militarum armoured infantry division. These forces are well-suited to aggressively seizing strategic objectives, reinforcing buckling lines, responding to enemy attacks, and capitalising on strategic gains.

Daughters of Khaine se congregan para la guerra con una variedad de unidades mortíferas, cada una más cruel y salvaje que la anterior. Luchan como si tomaran parte en un ritual de gladiadores, derramando sangre en honor al Dios del Asesinato y danzando por el campo de batalla en una deslumbrante exhibición de vigor físico y destreza marcial.

The Daughters of Khaine assemble for war with a variety of deadly units, each more savage and cruel than the last. They fight as if taking part in a gladiatorial ritual, shedding blood in honour of the Murder God and dancing across the battlefield in a dazzling display of martial ability and athleticism.

Norse teams enjoy nothing more than a good scrap – and that’s certainly how they perform best on the pitch! Norscans have spent their entire lives in the harsh, freezing north, making them quite a tough bunch. These hardened players excel in getting up close and personal with the opposition, throwing blocks left and right as they mercilessly hammer their way to the end zone – and no doubt the tavern that lies beyond!

Blood Bowl is a gloriously violent game, but the best players don't let anything as pedestrian as death keep them down. The Necromancers of Sylvania discovered some time ago that their magical talents made for a viable career as a coach. They soon began making dark pacts with Ghouls, Wraiths, and even Werewolves – or simply stitching together Flesh Golems from the beefiest body parts they could scare up.

The only team to have ever won the Blood Bowl trophy two years on the run (Blood Bowl XVII and XVIII, fact fans,) the Skavenblight Scramblers are at least a bit legendary. They’ve had a run of bad luck since then, but since the recent appointment of their new head coach, Sandch Blackpelt, they’ve seen a new lease of life. Being Skaven, they naturally have a love for absolute, mindless violence, and their recent uptick in confidence and aggression has seen them elected Team of the Year 2493 in Spike! Magazine. Perhaps another trophy is within their grasp…

The Tyrannofex has the armour and fortitude of a living battle fortress and its weaponry eclipses that of its foes' most powerful battle tanks in both quantity and devastating potential.

The Tyrannofex displays all the horrific might so typical of the Tyranids, and is a suitably macabre addition to a Tyranid collection. Standing on four limbs, two of which are hoofed, the other two being arrow-sharp, it features an outer carapace with chimneys, and a long, segmented chitinous tail. Its underside is no less hideous, as it can feature either a fleshborer hive or rupture cannon.