Assassinorum: Live Wire by Robert Rath

Author:Robert Rath
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2020-11-12T07:27:46+00:00

About the Author

Robert Rath is a freelance writer from Honolulu who is currently based in Hong Kong. Though mostly known for writing the YouTube series Extra History, his credits also include numerous articles and a book for the U.S. State Department. He is the author of the short stories ‘The Garden of Mortal Delights’ and ‘War in the Museum’. The Infinite and the Divine is his first novel for Black Library.

An extract from Assassinorum: Execution Force.

The Changer’s symbol squirmed around the Black Legionnaire’s right eye. Severin Drask, sorcerer lord of the Crimson Slaughter, could not take his eyes from the god’s rune.

From the smile that Beraddon, sorcerer of the Black Legion, brutish and arrogant, offered to Drask, he knew it. Angular runes marred the man’s stone teeth. One eye shone a dirty, muddled brown, while the other was a chunk of marble emblazoned with the Pantheon star.

‘The Warmaster, praise be,’ began Beraddon, ‘will not see you. He will not indulge your request. His time is precious, now more than ever. Your request for assistance and consultation is denied.’

Drask made to protest, even as his hearts sank.

Beraddon’s smile grew wider, feral, hulking, infuriating. ‘I see the disappointment on your face, weakblood. Worry not. The Despoiler, honour to him, will not see you. But I will.’

‘The Temple of Shades must be opened, my lord.’ Gods of the watching warp, to call another lord was galling. ‘We can open a new front in this war. No longer will we be bound to the Eye of Terror. No longer will the glorious hosts of the True Crusaders batter themselves against Cadia’s walls. The Temple of Shades will give me the power to open a new warp rift, one large enough to vomit vast armies into the Imperium’s vulnerable core. This is a chance to end it. This is a chance to end the Long War.’

The pitch, rehearsed and recited so many times, flowed past Drask’s lips, an entreaty, and an exhortation to action. The words were etched on his hearts, beating through his blood. He knew how precious this chance was. He knew the favour he would earn with the Warmaster. His would be the name lifted in unending praise to the watching gods, as the one who had broken the bloody stalemate that had so far prevented the victory of the Long War.

The Black Legionnaire’s eyes narrowed. ‘What do you know of the Long War? We have been fighting this crusade for countless aeons. Prattle not to me about it. For you, it is short. The conflict you fight in is but a weak hint of the trials we have endured and overcome.’ His lip curled into a smirk, still mocking, but also thoughtful. Daemonic faces swam through the dirty silver of his mutated flesh. ‘How do you know this will work?’

‘I have seen it, lord. Much of the future is known and bestowed upon me through the glorious gifts of the patron we both serve.’

Beraddon paced, stomping through broken bodies. He snorted a laugh.

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