There were no words in the human language, English or High Gothic, to describe how she felt right now.
The moment the green light had engulfed her body, it was pretty much an instantaneous black out.
When she opened her eyes she saw nothing, literally nothing but void and darkness. To say she felt weightless would be an understatement. It was a combination of falling while at the same time standing on something. It was an odd feeling. If it wasn't for the constant exhaust removing itself from the generator attached to the Warboss, alongside the crackling clementine colored energy surging visibly around the Powa Klaw; she would be blind as a bat. 'Where, am I?!' she asked herself as she tried make out anything besides the infinite void, furious that she didn't get the sparky thing.
Just as she had said that, a bright white light suddenly burst force from the infinite void. The last thing she saw before she was completely engulfed was a tall, naked purple figure, with a single large horn protruding from her forehead. Kilz wasn't sure but she swore she a single tear slowly glide down her cheek. Before she could do anything white overcame her vision.
Meanwhile, in a cave near a small village.
Riful of the West had all the time in the world. Here she had 2 of the 4 claymores sent to allegedly "kill" her, but they were fools to ever thing that they could challenge her. But she didn't want to kill them. Oh no, she wanted them to join her and her loyal companion, Dauf was happily trying to "convince" them to.
"Alright, almost done, just one more" Riful said in a childish voice.
Dauf happily complied; he grew some sort of oddly shaped metal rod from his shoulder and took it out with relative ease.
He then proceeded to stick another rod into the stomach area of the one of the claymores, Jean, currently being tortured.
"Number 6!" he called out had he drove the 6th rod into the claymores stomach. The claymore cried out in pain as she was once again stuck with one of Dauf's rods.
Riful sighed in disappointment, "This is unexpected, I thought for sure that she would have awoken by now"
Dauf grinned darkly as he slowly prodded the claymore with the rod, causing her to grunt in even more pain as she felt the rod slowly but surely ripe some of her internal flesh and organs.
Riful was a bit confused; she didn't understand why Jean was so stubborn. All she wanted was for her to awaken and be one of the first awakened beings of her soon to be army.
"I don't understand, why are you being so stubborn? If you refuse to awaken well just have to toss aside your body just like your friend here". Riful gestured to the corpse of one of Jean's fellow squad mates. The body was missing junks of flesh all over her body in the shape of circles. There were mild sized holes on her arms, legs, and torso, most likely due to the constant torture of Dauf's rods.
"Go to hell!" the silver-eyed witch spat in defiance.
She then heard her friend making sounds similar to a mixture of groaning and moaning. She turned to her left to see her friends face and body began to grow and pulse with large visible veins and her face was transforming into that of a yoma. She immediately knew what was happening to her friend. She was beginning to Awaken!
"No, fight in Katia, you can't let them win"!
Riful smiled in genuine surprise, "oh this one is coming along nicely, pretty soon the pain will be all gone" Riful stated in a childish but dark manner.
Before long, the claymore known as Katie Awakened, despite her comrades protest against it. She had a white and black carapace covering her head and others sections of her body. Underneath the lightly spread out carapace were long, black tendrils, forming the entirety of her body and keeping all her limbs and organs together.
"Alright Dauf, now or never" stated Riful smiling.
Dauf quickly transformed into his Awakened form, turning into a large creature with what seemed to be a very think carapace covering the majority of his body, along with the rods he used to torture the claymores with protruding out of his elbows, parts of his back, and head.
Just then, the unexpected took place.
In the middle of the two beings, shadowed amber light had shown bright in the middle of them.
"Eh?!" Dauf stated in alarm, the cave's occupants were either to shocked or surprised to say anything at the moment.
The light suddenly became exponentially brighter, forcing all the rooms occupants to shield their eyes from the unknown light.
The light then disappeared as abrupt as it had arrived. However, what was found lying on the ground where the light once was had surprised everyone to say the least.
To say it looked like a human female would be an insult to the figure lying on the ground and to one's intelligence. It seemed to have armor taken from a garbage can and slapped together, but looked potent enough to be able to kill anyone or anything foolish enough to get in its way. It had a human females head with sun orange hair, wildly splayed out across the ground where she lay. She had some sort of red, circular lens strapped in an eye patch fashion dangling above her left eye. She had some sort of giant claw on her left hand and some sort on contraption never seen before.
Before anything could be asked, the figures eyes popped open, revealing blood red eyes, with black, snake like pupils filling the place where pupils are.
I woke up only to find myself in between two weird things I never saw before. Dazed and confused, I did the only sensible thing an Ork could do. I attacked the first thing I laid my eyes on, which happened to be some weird black and white looking creature. Only one word was needed,
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!"
