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Rating: T 13+

Chapter 3: Incursion

The sorceror strode down the hallways, reveling in the darkness and soaking in the pain emanating from the tapestries of flesh that lined the walls. He stopped to admire a piece he had personally contributed to the tapestry made of the flesh of Imperial Fists and Catachans, taking pride and satisfaction in his work, fondly remembering how he and his Thousand Sons army had slain the followers of the false Emperor and imprisioned their souls to suffer for all of eternity.

Above him, a pair of green eyes had been watching him, filled with an unholy green flame that burned fiercly yet with a coldness the depths of space could not hope to match.

Target: Nordquist
Class: Chaos Sorceror/Psyker high level
Threat: 98
Orders: Terminate Target

As silent as deaths shadow, Pah il'Ctan dropped from the cieling driving his warscythe towards Nordquist looking for an efficient kill. The effort was in vain though as he was slammed backwards into the wall. Nordquist turned around and laughed," Did you really think that I would not notice your presence here, abomination? Now just die!" and with those words, Nordquist sent another psychic shockwave heading towards Pah, only to have absorbed into the void that was he.

Nordquist tried to send a more powerful shockwave, but he felt drained as his mind was slowly being sucked into the abominations void, and for once, he knew terror, but soon his bloodlust settled over him and he charged with his staff as Pah pulled himself from the wall. Nordquist strike hit true and smashed open the chest of Pah and sent another blow to the head, crushing it as Pahs warscythe cut through the staff and Nordquists right forearm before Pah fell to the ground totally devoid of even artificial life.

Pleased with his victory, Nordquist turned around to get his servants to study the body and fix his arm, when he felt the void reassert itself, and began to turn in slow motion. He saw Pahs warscythe coming in an upward swing. He felt it as it cut into his crotch plate with ease. He watched in shock and awe as the blade cut upward through both his body and his armor, and stood mesmerized as the blade made its way into his throat where he could clearly make out the dark glyphs inscribed on the shaft, and his only thought was that there was no blood as the blade finished its path and came out the top of his head and then he had no more thoughts as the darkness took him.

Pah il C'Tan surveyed the former aspiring sorceror as his halves fell to the ground with a cold gaze that conveyed no emotion.

Target: Nordguist
Class: Chaos Sorceror/Psyker (high lvl)
Threat: 0
Status: Deceased
Orders: Dispose of remains and extract to Tomb World 101-9073.

Pah pointed his warscythe at the remains and they were disintegrated in hellish green flame, then he too was engulfed in green flame as he activated his ships teleportor, leaving as quietly as he had came, none knowing he was their save him, his masters, and the recently deceased.

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