Like Varek had planned, his airborne Doom and Night Scythes had been deployed first, their crescent moon shaped hulls screaming through the skies to take out the bigger guns and any ork air resistance before they could react. Then Ümabar and his host of warriors had materialised out the teleporters mounted to the underside of …
After turning against their previous Overlord and separating themselves from the other dynasties, the Udin Dynasty now lived solely on a great battle barge, the Am’otep, drifting through space and avoiding those who would wish to see them buried in a grave for their betrayal to their own race. When the Silent King had called …
As the last of the Orks fell and no more enemies remained, Varek felt the anger and hatred seep out of him, along with most of his energy. Collapsing onto his knees from exhaustion, his vision of the world started to return to normal, his body was once again his to control and for all …
Ducking under the wild swing of the Warboss’ power claw, Varek continued the momentum of his warscythe, swinging the spear-like around him and slashing a gaping hole in his advisories armour as he turned and stepped back out of reach. Roaring with anger the Warboss doubled his efforts to keep Varek within striking distance of …
He had been a great man once, before the ruin and betrayal of their race Lord Ümabar thought to himself in a momentary passing of clarity…They were getting fewer and fewer; those moments where he felt alive, where his imagination would run free and his memory could come flooding back to him. Although Ümabar couldn’t …
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