We have arrived, and it is now that we perform our charge.
In fealty to the God-Emperor (Our undying lord) and by the grace of the golden throne...
I declare Exterminatus on the Imperial world of Typhon Primaris.
I hereby sign the death warrant of an entire world, and consign a million souls to oblivion.
May Imperial justice account in all balance.The Emperor protects.

It is Human nature to seek culpability in a time of tragedy.
It is a sign of strength, to cry out against fate, rather than to bow one's head and succumb.
Inevitably, many shall fault the hands upon the sword that felled Typhon, the Ordo Malleus.
But the Inquisition merely performs the duty of its office. To further fear them is redundant, to hate them, Heretical.
Those more sensible will place responsibility with those who forced the hands of the Inqusition...
With some Fortune, they may foster this hatred into purpose, and further rule their own fate by coming to the Emperor's service.
Yet ultimately, it was I so set these events into motion, with a single blow from my hammer, God Splitter.