Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-14745711-20140421011632/@comment-24821739-20140507222606

Mo'hraine looked around, admiring the forces sent by Talik. He was true to his word. Talik walked over to the leader of these forces, and asked him for his comm. Using this comm he sent all communication codes for his entire force to Talik.

"As I'm not wanting to stay on this planet, do you have any plans? Ca'Caedr'ae will definately kill me when he figures out why his rear-guard is gone."

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Meanwhile              

Ca'Ceadr'ae crawls as he has been for the last 13 hours, slowly bleeding out. His destination is where he thought it would be, the Throne 5km underground in these labrynthine corridors. Pushing himself through the agony of the mortal wound he suffered, he crawled and crawled.

Finally arriving onto the platform, he seated himself at the throne.

"Faith, that's all that was needed. Just a little farther, and they could all have known...."

Ca'Caedr'ae blinks...

And disappears.