The Garden of Mortal Delights - Robert Rath by Warhammer

Author:Warhammer [Warhammer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781789996814
Published: 2019-04-09T06:04:23+00:00

Arise, all ye spirits, arise from your slumber,

O children of the Everqueen, come to my call.

From ditch-moat and hog-pen come make thee a war-host,

To burn their black sea-steeds and crumble their wall.

At the base of Lord Revish’s private tower, the ground began to churn and sink. Keening, like the squeal of enormous predators or screeched violin notes, emanated from the sinkhole. Roots speared up, hooked the earth, and dryads pulled themselves free. Dozens of them.

They dug their talons into the curtain wall’s black stonework, finger-shoots sprouting to give them purchase between the blocks, climbing upward like a swarm of beetles fleeing a rising stream. As the wave of them approached, she could feel her reserves increasing – four seasons of magical drought, and now the spring bubbled anew.

‘Welcome, sisters,’ she whispered.

One looked up at her and shrieked in alarm.

Kurdwen leapt high and away like a stag, the hellstrider’s six-tailed whip cracking by as it missed her by a twig’s breadth. She landed in a crouch, sprang backward and vaulted off her hands to avoid the disembowelling follow-up lash.

If she’d had her greenwood scythe, she could have defended herself – but it was hanging up in the audience hall, among Revish’s trophies. And while she could spare enough glamour to stop a weak heart, combatting a mighty champion of Chaos was another matter entirely. Especially when she needed the magic for something greater.

So she fled, bolting along the parapet with all the energy of a hare. Got distance. Poured all of herself into her song.

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