Post by Father Nurgle on Nov 20, 2010 17:01:19 GMT
Filithinax watched patiently as he watched squads of 7 or 10 walk out from the generator room, carrying flamers in hand. they quickly dissapeared in the dim pathways. "my mandrakessss, they sssend flamersss for you... be aware of what approachessss you now..." Filithinax mindspoke. "How many do you count?" Filithinax turned to his fellow mandrake. "I've counted 32 in 4 different ssssquadsss massster..." The mandrake hissed next to him. "that room can fit up to 100... by itssss dimensionssss..." The other mandrake whispered. "then what do your eyes ssssee on the other ssside?" Filithinax questioned impatiently. The mandrake next to him opened its dark purple eyes wider and used his ability to see through walls. something Filithinax always wanted. soon he will grab a hemonculi to do that... "there are 33 left inside masster." The mandrake spat out. "good. take away 8..." Filithinax pointed out the next squad moving out. "The plan now is you 2 kill at the entranccce onccce i have made it inssside. Thisss will pit you against about 20. I will handle the sssargentssss insssside barking orderssss. hopefully."
Filithinax started to move forwards watching a techmarine walk out he slipped in as the door shut. "my men, begin to make your way to me, we will need a few more to deal with thesssse conssscriptssss." Filithinax hissed as he counted the 25 poorly trained conscripts. only 5 had a chainsword and wore better armor. they were better prepared but just as easy..."massster... we now number 5 here... we losssst Granlnax on the way here to fire... the others are still terrorizing the tunnelsss..." Filithinax heard the thought."sssstrike now then..." He ordered. Only a few seconds past from the command and screams of pain and death rang through the tunnels and the generator room. Hastily the conscripts ran towards the door stopping yards from it as a puddle of blood started to seep inside. "well? go out there?" one of the sargents shot a conscript to motivate them with his laspistol. the first conscript to step out was assured to die last by the mandrakes. one by one 20 conscripts crept out in fear. then panic and 3 were sliced to ribbons. Filithinax was behind the 5 sargents when this was happening and as he watched one of the sargents level his laspistol out Filithinax materialized and severed his head with the slicing part of his blade. In a blur of speed he whipped the blade to his right burying it deep into the chainsword wielding arm of the sargent to his right. the blade hit an artery as it cut through his side. by this time the other 3 sargents had turned and started to attack, poorly made out attacks were easily parried by Filithinax and with a duck and an uppercut, one sargent was sliced clean up the middle. The largest of the 2 remaining sargents jumped outwards towards Filithinax hoping to over power him, but with a quick phase out through reality the man simply passed through him. and landed on the chainsword left whirring in the lone arm lobbed off another sargent. Poor body... Now with the last sargent scared out of his mind the lone man lashed out. Filithinax didn't care to parry the attack and much more jsut sliced his hand off at the wrist. Quickly with a slash across the chest (which turned the man around) Filithinax pounced on the mans back, his claws digging in deep. with all his power Filithinax pulled the head out from the sargent, spine attached, still pumping blood. With a gruesome toss the head landed into the middle of the terrified conscripts who could do nothing but scream as they were too crowded in to attack back. Filithinax chuckled with his mandrakes as they reveled in the slaughter, But Filithinax had more important things to do. Blow up this generator room, and find the general...
With a flick of his wrist Filithinax pulled out a melta bomb. that was corrupted and deadly around these generators. with the charges set Filithinax returned to his squad who were killing off the survivors slowly now."letsss go..." He uttered as the last 2 were dispatched. "we have 5 minutessss to get out of thissss underground or thissss entire place will erupt in a fiery inferno with ussss in it..." Filithinax said sadly. "what of the refugees?" A mandrake asked shyly. "They have locked themselves up in the largest room. that will take more than an inferno to open. we will get a talos to open that up when we find the general of this place..." Filithinax and his men phased to the other reality and started to run backtracking. now 8 mandrakes were with him. another was lost in the mass slaughter from a lucky las shot.
When the 8 got out to the outside world dark eldar fighters flew down from above to begin their runs, Filithinax waited for 5 seconds more and then a heavy eruption rumbled through the ground below them. Huge spurts of red hot flames erupted from the manhole entrances of the underground. 2 mandrakes were burned alive as they were climbing out too slowly. The guardsmen inside had no chance, the refugees up top prayed in futility. the sound of powering down robotics followed as the flames died down from the manholes. With the fire show over Dark eldar fighters began to dive, this fortress will fall to enough air dominance... Filithinax now had his own mission. To find and kill this general and take his soul... Quickly he set out following lieutenants and sargents listening in to their vox radios. his 5 other mandrakes did the same around the camp...
Filithinax started to move forwards watching a techmarine walk out he slipped in as the door shut. "my men, begin to make your way to me, we will need a few more to deal with thesssse conssscriptssss." Filithinax hissed as he counted the 25 poorly trained conscripts. only 5 had a chainsword and wore better armor. they were better prepared but just as easy..."massster... we now number 5 here... we losssst Granlnax on the way here to fire... the others are still terrorizing the tunnelsss..." Filithinax heard the thought."sssstrike now then..." He ordered. Only a few seconds past from the command and screams of pain and death rang through the tunnels and the generator room. Hastily the conscripts ran towards the door stopping yards from it as a puddle of blood started to seep inside. "well? go out there?" one of the sargents shot a conscript to motivate them with his laspistol. the first conscript to step out was assured to die last by the mandrakes. one by one 20 conscripts crept out in fear. then panic and 3 were sliced to ribbons. Filithinax was behind the 5 sargents when this was happening and as he watched one of the sargents level his laspistol out Filithinax materialized and severed his head with the slicing part of his blade. In a blur of speed he whipped the blade to his right burying it deep into the chainsword wielding arm of the sargent to his right. the blade hit an artery as it cut through his side. by this time the other 3 sargents had turned and started to attack, poorly made out attacks were easily parried by Filithinax and with a duck and an uppercut, one sargent was sliced clean up the middle. The largest of the 2 remaining sargents jumped outwards towards Filithinax hoping to over power him, but with a quick phase out through reality the man simply passed through him. and landed on the chainsword left whirring in the lone arm lobbed off another sargent. Poor body... Now with the last sargent scared out of his mind the lone man lashed out. Filithinax didn't care to parry the attack and much more jsut sliced his hand off at the wrist. Quickly with a slash across the chest (which turned the man around) Filithinax pounced on the mans back, his claws digging in deep. with all his power Filithinax pulled the head out from the sargent, spine attached, still pumping blood. With a gruesome toss the head landed into the middle of the terrified conscripts who could do nothing but scream as they were too crowded in to attack back. Filithinax chuckled with his mandrakes as they reveled in the slaughter, But Filithinax had more important things to do. Blow up this generator room, and find the general...
With a flick of his wrist Filithinax pulled out a melta bomb. that was corrupted and deadly around these generators. with the charges set Filithinax returned to his squad who were killing off the survivors slowly now."letsss go..." He uttered as the last 2 were dispatched. "we have 5 minutessss to get out of thissss underground or thissss entire place will erupt in a fiery inferno with ussss in it..." Filithinax said sadly. "what of the refugees?" A mandrake asked shyly. "They have locked themselves up in the largest room. that will take more than an inferno to open. we will get a talos to open that up when we find the general of this place..." Filithinax and his men phased to the other reality and started to run backtracking. now 8 mandrakes were with him. another was lost in the mass slaughter from a lucky las shot.
When the 8 got out to the outside world dark eldar fighters flew down from above to begin their runs, Filithinax waited for 5 seconds more and then a heavy eruption rumbled through the ground below them. Huge spurts of red hot flames erupted from the manhole entrances of the underground. 2 mandrakes were burned alive as they were climbing out too slowly. The guardsmen inside had no chance, the refugees up top prayed in futility. the sound of powering down robotics followed as the flames died down from the manholes. With the fire show over Dark eldar fighters began to dive, this fortress will fall to enough air dominance... Filithinax now had his own mission. To find and kill this general and take his soul... Quickly he set out following lieutenants and sargents listening in to their vox radios. his 5 other mandrakes did the same around the camp...
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well thats one. 