"When it would seem that the hour of end hadh come,

when what was left of Salamander company fald back for last time, runing out of space

surrounded be enemy that know not fear nor self preservation

a distant steps made echo, throughout fields of battle

silent with words nor ordes needed

as if determination alone could roar up the sky

only a regiment in number but not in name, yet armed with what few could claim

a memories, of Astartes that comth with help, not as assigned force or ones to be ordered

but as friends that seeing another in need have decend with aid

now it was their time to be of help to a friend

and Emperor their witness, they shant be flailed"

- Wilg Benzyn, 7th company of Salamanders

short poem in honor of his saviors "friend to a friend"