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The battlesuit did not heel to any attempt to threaten him away from the captain or the Doctor, merely acknowledging the presence of others with a slight, whirring tilt of his 'head'. When the human had begun to speak finally, however, the battlesuit's camera snapped towards him like a cocked...

Consciousness stirs from the black pool of the void. Darkness was all that welcomed him on the other side. Small, red eyes flutter awake within the metal shell, nothing illuminating his own face save for the natural light peeking in through long-lasting scars on the outer plating. A soft red...

"THE VOICES! WHERE ARE THE VOICES?!" The hidden whispers at the back of their minds vanished. The constant screaming and voices dimmed. Now she was there, speaking to them directly. The Word Bearers began to shudder violently just as the ice melted away from Eliphas' body, their wrists twisting...

A second had passed, and the Goddess was still breathing. Something had gone wrong. Eliphas snarled like a caged animal as his eyes drifted downwards. A rising plume of transparent crystals lay at his boots, trapping them in a thin barrier of ice that the Inheritor's eyes slowly tracked back to...

[BOOM BOOM BOOM!] Chunks of sculpted marble upon the Temple's roof suddenly blew apart into clouds of white dust, hulking shadows dropping into the innermost chamber with heavy thuds. Those who had experienced the takeover and subsequent corruption of Hell recognized these grotesque giants as...

"... Why do you call him 'Inheritor'?" "... It is how he came by the rank of Chapter Master," Yoth replied with a bitter laugh. "During the Purge, he slew the previous leader of the Ark of Testimony, and took his place. Lorgar did not elevate him, saying only that he had 'inherited' his...

The Throne Room ... GIVE IN TO THAT VOICE THAT CALLS IN THE BLACK OF NIGHT... ...GIVE IN TO THE CLAWS SCRATCHING AT THE CORNERS OF YOUR MIND... ...ABSOLVE YOURSELF OF THE LIMITS THEY HAVE PUT UPON YOU ... YOU ARE AN ANIMAL YOU ARE A MONSTER YOU ARE CHAOS And as with all things, it...

The Inheritor watched the mongrel demon die in the agony he deserved, seedy laughter echoing from his scarlet-spattered helm. Blackheart's words might have carried weight with a true mortal, but Eliphas the Inheritor was no such entity. Let none say that the Dark Apostle is without honor or...

The utter chaos of it all. The booming claps of destruction and rapturous tears in the flesh of peace. Beauty like this shouldn't be contained in just a single, dank, decrepit throne room. Alas, one must make a compromise to ensure they do their part... in the name of Chaos. An unsettling voice...

It was finally done. Kruber stood tall like a statue, clutching the blunderbuss in two hands as if he expected the bastard to stand up again after having his head blown off. Trudgen's headless corpse did no such thing, remaining motionless on the mall's blood-spattered tiles as the red mist...

Everything hurts. The air surrounding Kruber crackled like rain hitting a pan, his whole body frozen in that desperate position - pressing the sword into Trudgen's gut - for the entire extent of the next attack. Arcs of lightning danced across the greatsword's burnished steel and into Markus'...

Victor allowed Fett's last words to silently carry themselves across the air, before the bounty met his end at the hands of that mechanical monstrosity that seemed to have been referred to as a 'train'. Emerging around the corner, he regarded Kayn with the same animosity as earlier, responding...

Such is the bounty hunter's trade, to decide the fate of men with coin and contract. Saltzpyre was left standing some ways away from the conflict as Fett seemed intent on cashing in a bounty on two children who escaped from the underground much like himself. It seemed at first that the Witch...

Markus' body was thrown to the ground, blown away by Trudgen's sudden and brutal attack. The mercenary caught a glimpse of his hand movements just before his back slammed against the floor - Trudgen was a wizard of some sort. A sharp pain throbbed in the back of his head, blurry eyes watching...

Markus caught a glimpse of the boy he intended to keep Trudgen away from, carefully looking back at him while keeping his eye trained on his opponent. As much as he'd like for the other man to trudge off to just about anywhere but here, the veteran sergeant could smell the bloodthirst on...

Saltzpyre had half a mind to unload another volley of shot into Kayn's head the moment he emerged from the wall. It was by some extreme exercise of will that the Witch Hunter stayed his hand. He watched the shadow assassin inquisitively as he continued to spew his nonsense, taking an...

Victor let out a furious snarl witnessing his shots impotently slam against the concrete wall. Almost as soon as he discharged the bullets, the pistol's barrels were open again with a rough jerk of his hand, the other loading each with a cartridge of shot and powder. Turning his gaze to the wall...

Markus did not budge from his position, instead carefully watching at the first swordsman retreated from the area. That was one man down, but the other wasn't going to leave without a fight. Kruber shifted his body to the side, placing himself between Trudgen's path and any other civilians in...

Victor had no time to react before the game began to take its toll on the players. The Witch Hunter found himself slinked away in a far corner of the station, observing the events unfold before his watchful eye. People, all adorned in bizarre foreign attire and wielding technology so far beyond...

District B - The Mall - Markus Kruber "... Pffppt... pfffpppt." Markus Kruber unknowingly spat, feeling something tickle his lips. It was a salad leaf. The large man was stirred from his slumber by many voices, but he paid them no mind. He was more concerned with the splitting headache he...