The space hulk rumbles and shakes ominously, almost as if the whole structure is under the influence of a massive gravity well. Time is perhaps more of the essence than before, and we hustle down corridors looking for a ship suitable to get us clear of the hulk. Such speed carries its risks, like running […]
The Daemon Prince of Slaanesh Interrogator Thirl accidentally summoned rips him apart. And, with that, both are gone. Thirl is gone, his mutant hordes are mown down or charred, and Assassin Clorr is in two pieces. '300 dead bodies, and not one of them is ours.' 'We once again exemplify our mantra: kill everything that […]
Death Cult Assassin Clorr has gone rogue. She's probably been dominated by Interrogator Thirl, but who can tell? Clorr's all over Brother Lucian, trying to stab him with her power stilettos, but on missing backflips away and turns her attention to me. Oh yeah, time to melee. This is why I have my force sword. […]