The last Loyalist. That's all he could think of. Even in the still smoldering fires of countless Astartes, and the simmering sludge that still burned as furiously as the anger hidden behind his gilded helmet. That he was one of the only ones left of his Legion that held true to his oaths. To the Imperium, and the Emperor. Even in the destruction of everything he once knew, there was but one thing that still stood brighter than even all of that. The Burning Rage in his heart to purge.