Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-4948356-20130829132320/@comment-14745711-20130902070814

The phaeron watches the many events playing out on his personal array of screens on the bridge. "The children squabble amoungs themsleves. I believe it is time for the firm hand of the parent".

Suddenly Daniella feels a cold hand around her throat which tears her away from Leo and throws her into the wall. However when the two of them look for the attacker; there is none, or a least none of this world. Only a second later Sakro sees a blade shoved right through him and he falls to his knees choking for breath. But when he looks again the blade is gone but the pain still remains but is now fading away. He looks around the room and thinks he briefly sees a bright golden figure vanishing away into the wall at the other end of the room.

Sakro gasps for a second then shakes himself and sees that nothing is there and begins to rise to his feet but his legs collapse beneath him. He looks down at his chest; blood is welling from the wound and he feels dizzy for a second before he falls flat on his face as the rest of his retinue rushes towards him.

Leo turns pale as a figure looms up infront of him. This figure is visible to no one else but to Leo it is the embodiment of horror. Only one being actually sees the specture for what it really is and even then only briefly; Kakarot. He glimpses the creature amoiungst the ranks of struggerling warriors as burning hot hands close around his very soul and he gasps for breath. Then suddenly the sensation is over for all of them. However so profound was the effect made on them by the spectere that none of them can move from where they stand and must instead stare, eyes glazed into the void and hear a thousand screams of terror in their minds for several miniutes.