TANK STORM | Author: Farseer Tyross | Type: Story |
| The Guardsman stood, quivering with uncontrollable fear, his torturer still reliving the sensations of his last kill. Two strikes with his blade and it was done, the once proud Space Marine had killed another foe with equal ease as his last one. Turning to face his Lord, the Marine's mind hummed with discordant music, every sense tingled as the scent of his Lord's strong yet provocative perfumes filled his nostrils. Breathing deeply, the Marine was able to almost smell the overwhelming pleasure that such a smell could impart upon a being of utmost pleasure. "We advance on" gleamed the Lord, his armour was awash with pleasure of slaughter. | With ease, the Slaanesh Champion wheeled around to face the Imperial bunker, it's battlements still manned by fools ignorant to his master's plans. As they advanced through the halo of lasbolts, none of their number fell. Lay before the bunker was several sentry posts, all of which was held by heavy weapons, and yet the Slaanesh Marines knew that ot must be captured, and with it, the hopes of planet would be crushed and would fall entirely under Slaaneshi control. | Descending upon the bunker was a full two squads of hardened Chosen, and a futher full three squads of Possessed. The Emperor's Children would soon hold a prize with which to appease their grand master, raising their Lord to daemonhood. | Hissing his contempt as the shadow of an Eldar craft soared overhead, Drakneal signalled to his fellow Chosen and within seconds, the air was rife with bolter shells, each of which slammed into the aft section of the Eldar craft as it sped it's way towards the Bunker, but did nothing more then scratches. | As the sleek Eldar skimmer touched down, it disgorged the cargo of Eldar warriors, only to be followed by a further four such skimmers, again of Eldar design. As these touched down, Drakneal cursed the Eldar for surviving the Fall. He knew that taking the bunker now was almost impossible, manned now by not only Imperial Guardsmen but also the hulking forms of Wraithguard... |
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