Quoted By:
Lucian had come upon a sight that he expected. Brutal terror and blood were everywhere as the man was fighting his way through the tide. In the corner Lucian could see the Skaven witch wielding the weird weapon-like staff in the man’s direction while the man fought. There were several pathways in addition to the one Lucian crossed over. Skaven poured out of all of them and the wood screamed as it was nearing complete collapse.
Lucian looked to see the man at the other end of the room, a side which was not shared with the Skaven flamethrower. He looked over his back for a moment, likely out of habit for the brawl he was in, and found looking over it Lucian who was making his way in.
Confusion wrecked his face with no other emotions being expressed as he was pressed down against a concentrated horde of Skavens coming out of the door he was near.
Lucian wanted to say something but the sounds of metal hitting metal clicked through the room. Eye contact between the two warriors was lost as the Warpflame Thrower raised its nosel towards Lucian and the creature pulling back on a lever that was on the wand.
A bang like thunder cracked in the room coming from the Imperial. The man raising his own wand and firing it at the Skaven with the wrath of a thunderstrike. He was too late though for while his attack stopped the Skaven from throwing fire into Lucian it had also pierced the contraption that gave the wizard his power.
The mechanisms that made this rat into a witch exploded with a bang throwing green flame across the room. It would not have been enough to injure the two humans but the wood gave a final cry of anguish before welcoming the embrace of Morr.
The floor underneath the two men and the nearly three dozen skaven broke, shattering under the weight of all of them, the explosion, and the fire tearing apart the last fibers which could have held them all float.
Like children throwing themselves over a hill everyone within that chamber found themselves thrown into a tunnel laid underneath them all. It was a rough fall that was followed by not only the collapse of the single building, but a cascade failure which brought the entire block down upon this tunnel that they they were falling into.
Lucian watched it all as he felt his body tumbled and thrown about. So many pieces of debris threatened to sheer him into pieces only for the warrior’s armor to rebuff the attacks.
The last light Lucian saw was the green glow of the crystals before his face was covered in dirt, rock, and wood from the Skaven’s own stupidity.
