Post by Major Chrispy on May 12, 2011 22:28:29 GMT
Several things all happened in a instant, The Daemon weapon in Ayowins hand starts to melt into her skin, a black liquid pouring into her viens, The phase blade pierced Gal'Thans "Heart" and the drop pod crushed Dariuns form beneath the drop pod. Then all was quiet...without warning the blood of the "thing" underneith the pod began to spread, and red tendril began to wind around the pod. As Wolfva charved her way out of the mess a voice that all of them knew now filled the very air itself. "Thank you, pitiful fools. Did you not grasp what I meant when I said that one must die for the other to be released, and seeing as that was not my body, I have been released. YOu killed the only one holding me back, allowed me to preform the summoning ritual, brought me to the planet where the only thing that can kill me resides, and your winged friend is slowly being possessed by the daemon in the gun! BWAHAHAHAHA!!!"
The group looks in horror as a large form begins to push through the spreading blood, and in a shower of gore, a massive creature stood before them. A large wolf-like beast with fur the colour of burnt flesh, and skin like that of the dead rose from the sea of blood, spines of black bone protruded from thebeast back, like dark spires. Letting a howl into the air it charged, smashing Wolfva face first into the cliff wall it tore her helmet off, the twisted metal tearing some of her flesh off with it.
Yet destiny was being odd that day and in a stroke of luck the large form of the Hive Tyrant pounced from behind the rock, landing on the Daemons back it proceded to hack at the beast, yet the wicked bonesword bounced harmlessly of Gal'Thans fur. Biting into the tyrants throat it tore it out, leaving the beast to slowly die, the shadow in the warp with it...
The group looks in horror as a large form begins to push through the spreading blood, and in a shower of gore, a massive creature stood before them. A large wolf-like beast with fur the colour of burnt flesh, and skin like that of the dead rose from the sea of blood, spines of black bone protruded from thebeast back, like dark spires. Letting a howl into the air it charged, smashing Wolfva face first into the cliff wall it tore her helmet off, the twisted metal tearing some of her flesh off with it.
Yet destiny was being odd that day and in a stroke of luck the large form of the Hive Tyrant pounced from behind the rock, landing on the Daemons back it proceded to hack at the beast, yet the wicked bonesword bounced harmlessly of Gal'Thans fur. Biting into the tyrants throat it tore it out, leaving the beast to slowly die, the shadow in the warp with it...