By Aaron Dembski-Bowden
Pushed on via their hatred of the fake Emperor, the evening Lords stalk the shadows of the galaxy, without end looking revenge for the loss of life in their primarch. Their darkish quest leads them to a fractious alliance with the pink Corsairs, united in simple terms by means of a typical enemy. including this piratical band of renegades, they bring about their methods of destruction to the fortress-monastery of the Marines Errant.THEY search in basic terms TO convey demise
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I needed…” He swallowed at the cold threat of judgment in his brother’s emotionless eye lenses. “I thought…” The prophet aimed the point of his golden blade at the hunter’s throat. “Uzas, hear me well, even if only once in your wretched life. ” The smell of old blood and unwashed metal stained the air around them. Servitors hadn’t been directed to clean this chamber in many months. ” Mercutian made no effort to hide the reprimand in his voice. ” “Seventh Claw is dead,” Xarl grinned. ” Mercutian’s up-hiver accent was clipped and regal, while Xarl’s swam in the gutter.
Instead, he rose to his feet, reloaded his pistol, and moved over to the vox console where he’d been sitting before. A single blue light flickered. Incoming message. He clicked it live. ” The voice on the vox was between a gurgle and a growl. “This is Septimus,” he replied. ” III NIGHTFALL Rats always survive. Nothing to be proud of in that thought, yet it was shamefully apt. He’d lasted longer than most in this dim, crimson world of emergency lighting. “Let’s go,” Maruc whispered over his shoulder.
Maruc breathed in slowly. The air felt cold enough to scald his lungs with iceburn, but he didn’t smell a damn thing beyond wet metal and his own stink. “I don’t. ” “Spices. ” Maruc turned away from the quivering look in Joroll’s eyes. He was cracking now, no doubt about it. Maruc was the first one to turn the corner. He crept to the edge of the torn doorway, looking around the large chamber in its wash of siren-red lighting, unable to make any real detail out from the gloom. The tables, dozens of them, were overturned and thrown around, to be left wherever they landed.
Blood Reaver (Night Lords) by Aaron Dembski-Bowden