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Amidst the chaos of the battlefield, I carved my way through hordes of chaos cultists, my blade a relentless whirlwind of death. Their twisted bodies fell before me, and as I caught sight of the towering daemon, a grim determination settled within me.
"This one's a real monster, brother," the voice echoed in my mind, grim and resolute. "But oh, what fun we'll have tearing it apart!"
With a silent nod, I launched myself at the demon, my blade cutting through the air with deadly precision. But even as I fought, chaos cultists swarmed around me like vultures, their twisted faces contorted in madness as they sought to bring me down.
"Watch your flank, brother," the voice urged, its tone tinged with a hint of excitement. "And keep moving, don't let them ruin our fun!"
With each swing of my blade, I dispatched cultists with ruthless efficiency, even as I dodged the demon's savage attacks. It was a brutal ballet, chaos and death swirling around me in a symphony of violence.
As the battle raged on, the voice of my fallen brother remained a constant presence, his humor a stark contrast to the grim reality of our surroundings. And then, with a final, decisive strike, we brought the demon crashing to the ground in a storm of blood and fury.
"Well fought, brother," the voice echoed in my mind, amusement lacing its words. "But let's not forget, there's always more blood to spill and enemies to vanquish!"
Despite his twisted humor, my brother's guidance led me to strike at the daemon's weak point, bringing it down with lethal precision. And as its monstrous form crumbled before us, I knew that our bond, forged in battle and tempered by bloodshed, would endure, driving us forward in the eternal struggle against the enemies of the Imperium.
Vendrar Abderix a Lazarus honour guard of the Enlightened Sons space marine chapter.
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The blessings of Grandather Nurgle continue...
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In 32mm base with limited supplys
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What do you guys think of Darktide (in its current state)? Is it worth a try?
So I’m making a dreadnaught that’s gonna be black with some white accents to make it a cool Chaplin dreadnaught as in a dreadnaught that when he was properly a alive space marine and walking about was a Chaplin any tips? I usually prime in black is that still okay to do here or should I get a different can? And how do you make black look good? It’s a ballistic dread btw
The wounded Sister with hand outstretched away from the Hospitilar didn't sit right with me. So.....I made a slight adjustment.