Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-4948356-20130912031156/@comment-4948356-20130914024159

A Small summary of Vultures battle with khorne... or more precisely: The end of it

This was during the thelican campaign where vulture was absent for a while...

Blood, everywhere... his blood...

His left arm... in another pool of blood...

Deep gashes and tears all over his body...

His soul... on the verge of being taken...

The bottom his metal mask had broken off to reveal his mouth... bloodied. broken. but still presented a scowl

'''Vulture was dying... '''

He could barely move, let alone fight. Khorne was simply too poweful...

He slumped against a wall in the brass fortress looking up at the beast, who seemed have some type of grin...

''NO! I WILL NOT! DIE! HERE!''

He then notices exactly where they are...

...Perfect...

Vulture raises his right arm, palm open.

...just two more steps...

Convinced he had finally won, the god took another two steps toward vulture... only to spring Vultures only means of victory...

A huge, pitch black portal opens underneath the god, as hundreds of tendrels shoot out and into the beast. Two large ones go straight through his hands, causing him to drop War-maker when he is actually harmed by these... even worse was that these started to suck his power are a high rate...

The god was forced down and then laid spread eagle upon his floor of skulls. At that moment, a final Giant tendrel burst through his chest, and solidified into to a giant spike.

The god of war could no longer move, let alone escape. His last thought of free will would be the utter annaliation of Vulture... who was now in front of his face... Smirking in his trimuph over the 'almost' undefeatable god...

Well now...

Vulture began to think...

''I believe it time for my return... but not before moving you to a... Much safer location...''

Ahahahahaha....