Forbidden Power: Blood Tender by Games Workshop LTD

Author:Games Workshop LTD
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Games Workshop LTD
Published: 2019-08-29T18:06:01+00:00

A plan was forming in Balius’ mind. It was radical. It might, however, prove necessary. His eyes flicked away for a handful of moments before he looked back at the ogor, lowering his handaxe just a fraction.

‘What if I gave you that opportunity?’

Tension crackled in the air as, from beneath a furrowed brow, the ogor watched the Astral Templar for any sign of treachery. When none was forthcoming, the beast turned away and let out a bellowing roar. The sound corralled his fellows into lowering their weapons, albeit not without a measure of grumbling from some of the ogors. In turn, Balius aimed his boltstorm pistol skyward and discharged a trio of shots. It was enough to call off his own warriors, who largely looked round at him in bemusement.

‘Keep talkin’,’ said the ogor, as he rested his twin weapons over his meaty shoulders. A nodding gesture brought the ogor flame-priest wandering closer. ‘Listen to this, Ashur. This one’s got a thought in his skull.’

‘Gordrakk is coming,’ Balius said without preamble. He paused for a moment to listen as a bass growl reverberated through the air. The ogors bellies were rumbling. He could work with that. ‘He is bringing his armies with him, and he is sending out war parties as their vanguard. Much like the ones you slew here, I would imagine. Let us be honest with one another, creature. You would not be bothering to hunt down wandering orruks unless you had not had a proper meal in a long while.’

The ogor flame-priest, Ashur, let out a grunt of displeasure at the accusation. For a moment Balius tensed, preparing himself to fight once more, but the shaman soon spoke up again. His voice was the grinding of the deep earth, cinders sparking in his breath with each exhalation.

‘And what do you care? You’d grant us a feast of flesh if we burn alongside you, is that it?’

‘I am not asking you to stand before Gordrakk’s armies in their entirety,’ Balius replied. ‘Only to help us slow down their outriders. My brothers and sisters are preparing to bring him to battle proper, but they need all the assistance they can get. Fight by our side, and you will have all the orruks to feed on that you could ever want. Besides,’ he added, allowing himself a brief grim smile. ‘It isn’t like you can eat us.’

The point seemed sound to several of the ogors, Ashur included. Still, the chief – likely the shaman’s right hand – did not look convinced. Balius stared at him for a few moments before sighing and rolling his eyes.

‘And, yes ... if they bring a Maw-krusha, I will let you eat that too.’

‘Now we’re talking’,’ the ogor chief grinned. A few of the Templars stared at Balius in abject horror. He held their gazes grimly; they would need aid to slow the horde and give enough time to prepare for Gordrakk’s arrival. Balius tried not to flinch as the ogor clapped him on the shoulder.

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