Thread: Rallying Cry!
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Old 02 Apr 2010, 21:53   #4 (permalink)
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The air sizzled and coughed around the last stongpoint of the ork encampment, all but destroyed in the initial sweep of the Wave Serpents. The ork gunner turned, perplexed by the disturbance. Suddenly, a blade grew out of the thin air, followed by a large, red and black spider. The ork yelped and started to turn away, but the spider-thing was too fast. It a split second the blade had sliced into the greenskin's skull, bypassing his crude iron helmet with ease.

The exarch paused only for a second to acquire positions on the rest of the mob. In a few quick seconds the death-webs were upon them, his allied Warp Spiders piling more and more onto the struggling mob. As they tried to run their legs were severed undearneath them and the remaining orks were turned to a bloody pulp less than a minute after Exarch Freyoth had materialized from the warp.

"Excellent work," he said from behind his elaborate helm. The message was recieved by the rest of the squad.

"The vermin cannot die quickly enough," hissed one of them.

A transmission hushed the Exarch's response to the young one.

"Lord Freyoth, Farseer Ril'Orioss summons you to the cruiser. Immediately. The attack is being pulled off." Said a soft voice in his helmet.

"In our moment of glory?" Questioned the exarch to the transmission.

"There are more important things than dealing with these creatures. Come quickly, the Farseer grows impatient."

The warp spider squad teleported inside the nearest transport ship, a procedure that had required much training. The ship quickly ascended from the ground, along with the rest of the attack force. It appeared as though all the ships were headed back to the craftworld.

The Exarch took off his helmet and heard another voice, this one coming from deep within his mind.

"My lord Freyoth, return quickly. I do not wish to leave you on this planet. Craftworld Ril'Okai departs soon. The final battle has begun, and we have been summoned by the Great Council.

The Exarch bowed his head in thought. There was only one reason his craftworld would ever be called on by the Council. He knew what would be coming. The great battle for which he and all his kind had prepared for all their lives. The Rhana Dandra.
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