The Talon of Horus pg. 396

Worldbreaker smashed through the first rank of my Rubricae, sending three of them crashing against the shell-pocked walls. They did not just crash aside in boneless tumbles; they came apart at the joints, their entire suits of armour falling to pieces and clattering against the walls. Whatever sliver of their souls had remained bound by their armour was gone in the time it took me to breathe.