THE FIELDS

Scorching fires burned in the darkened hall of Iunsan, around the center hung chainaxes, chainswords, power axes. Every cutting edge touched by one or more victims blood. Stood amid the burning fires, the four legged behemoth Arnell, his attention transfixed upon the clashing of weapons out on the killing fields surrounding his great hall. Chanting Khorne Berserkers ran around outside, their eternal bitter war going on to appease their master, and to claim the right to go on his next conquest.

Swinging open the larged spiked door heavily, their stood Champion Caltox, his body marred by flesh wounds and partly transformed by the daemon within. "All is ready, my Lord," turning to face the Khorne Champion, then once again away, the Berserker turned and walked away after closing the large doors once again. As they boomed together under the Aspiring Champion's strength, Arnell begun up the stairs to the upper level.

As he reached the top, the scanned the horizon, hundreds of crazed Marines clashed against each other in vicious combat, trying to better one another for their Lord's favour, but Arnell cared not their turmoil, as his eyes came to rest upon the form of twelve large space vessels, two of them still being transformed slowly by the daemonic entities that Arnell had ordered to be ensnared into their hulls. Their armoured hulls still showing the symbols of his former comrades, the large sword and wings and whilst the iconography was eternally marked upon his mind.

Although his stolen craft were at dock once more, he was drawn to the continual swinging of bodies that hung from long chains affixed to the walls of the great hall. A smile slowly cracked across his face at the sight of Xeanin, a loyalist Dark Angel Chaplain who have tried in vain to slay Arnell in combat, but rather then killing him outright, Arnell had decided to disable the Chaplain through crippling the Space Marine's limbs with powerful strikes.

Glancing back at his craft, he remembered the last time that they had been sent out, seven craft went, four came back intact despite the best efforts of the Warp to destory his means of transportion...