Gotrek & Felix 12 - Zombieslayer by Warhammer

Author:Warhammer [Warhammer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

While the people of the castle began to gather in the courtyard for von Geldrecht’s

speech, Felix, Kat and the slayers went up to the walls and looked at the sections of

the hoardings that the traitor had visited during his shadowy prowling, and it was

Felix who found the first sign of sabotage—and nearly died for it.

Remembering that the saboteur had stopped and reached over the outer edge of

the hoarding roof at regular intervals, Felix climbed out onto the battlements and

began to examine the shingles and walls from the outside, though he wasn’t sure

what he was looking for. He saw nothing on the shingles, nor anything on the

shoulder-high panels that protected the defenders from airborne attacks and enemy

fire, but as he looked at one of the support posts that held up the roof, he saw a

strange black squiggle drawn on the wood.

At first glance, Felix took it for a carpenter’s mark, made in charcoal, but

something about the shape of it looked wrong. He grabbed the post to pull himself

closer for a better look, but the wood around the mark splintered and gave way and

the post slipped sideways under Felix’s weight. Only a frantic scramble and a wild

grab at the panels kept Felix from falling backwards off the walls to the sea of

zombies below.

“Felix!” cried Kat, from the roof.

“All right, manling?” asked Gotrek, looking up.

Felix’s heart was pounding so loud as he clung to the panel he almost didn’t hear

them. With infinite care, he pulled himself back onto the solid stone of the

crenellations, then let out a breath.

“I believe,” he said, “I may have found something.” He pointed a trembling hand

at the next post. “Look there, near the top. But don’t put your weight on it. It won’t

hold.”

Kat and the slayers stepped to the next post, and when Felix could get his legs

working again, he joined them, and saw that it too had a squiggle drawn upon it. It

was most definitely a symbol of some kind, but not one a carpenter ever made. It had

the look of the kind of arcane glyphs he had seen carved upon ancient tombs and

other places Of unfathomable evil that his travels with Gotrek had led him to, and it

hadn’t been made in charcoal, but in blood, now dried and brown.

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