Sigmaroteca
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Sigmaroteca

'Through here!’ roared Thostos, barrelling under a portcullis. Vandus followed atop Calanax. They were so close now, he could almost taste the indomitable spirit of Ghal Maraz.

A clatter of metal, and a chariot burst from the gate to the left. A heavily muscled figure stood in its carriage, his icon banner held high; the same man who had summoned Khorne’s own wrath to the battlefield. Bloodbound warriors boiled by the hundred from the gate behind him.

‘We sell our lives dearly, then,’ said Vandus. Thostos merely snarled.

‘Sigmar is weak,’ said the Bloodsecrator. ‘I will take your heads to prove it.’ He shook his banner. ‘Can you hear me, craven one? You are nothing!’

The sky split apart, and a dozen blazing comets of light slammed down with such force that a section of the castle wall fell away to reveal the silvered horizon. In their wake stood hundreds of incandescent Stormcast Eternals, Ionus Cryptborn in their midst. A column of electricity shot from his hammer, slamming into the Bloodsecrator and pitching him through the crumbled wall to flail into the Silver Sea beyond. Vandus cried in raw exultation as he led the charge. There was hope yet.

Fuentes[]

  • The Quest for Ghal Maraz.
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