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So here comes more fluff!

To Silence the Storm

Dagorekh’s career after this became the stuff of legends as he routed the old ones time and again with brilliant tactical deceptions and manoeuvres. The old ones had the advantage of the webway but Dagorekh had the advantage of a powerful mechanical mind which even before his transformation had been keen and capable. The old ones were routed before his forces and his reputation increased even among the highest and greatest of commanders.

One of those commanders was Imotekh the Overlord who would someday earn the title of Stormlord and Phaeron of the Sautekh Dynasty. Imotekh’s attention was roused greatly by the heir to one of his rival dynasties, which he had long had his artificial eye on for subjection. So he accordingly issued a challenge to Dagorekh where the winner would take all including the loser’s life and territory as per the ancient rights of the Necrontyr.

The two warriors circled each other before hurling themselves into the combat. They twirled around each other locking blades and hurling the other away again before leaping back into the combat and thrusting and swinging at each other cutting and grazing each other, sending sparks flying into the air.

This continued on for hours and Imotekh could not understand why his opponent had not yet fallen; he knew he was a superior fighter to the young prince and that his body was stronger, faster and more resilient. But what he did not know was that Dagorekh was manipulating him with a brilliant technique. As Imotekh applied force Dagorekh threw himself away in the opposite direction from the blow causing the force to be transferred into his leap and away from him.

But Dagorekh knew that while this technique would defeat any living opponent it would not defeat Imotekh. So he was making a desperate gambit by making delicate nicks on Imotekh’s joints in the most vulnerable points which could not be easily repaired. But he knew that Imotekh was no fool and that it was only a matter of time before he realised what Dagorekh was up to.

And he was right. But however Imotekh did not realise what was going on until one of his joints gave way and he fell down onto one knee. If Imotekh’s eyes could have shown horror they would have. But the Stormlord to be was not so easily defeated, as Dagorekh moved in for the killing blow Imotekh stabbed forward and ran Dagorekh through. The Overlord’s systems sparked and he dropped to the ground.

The two Necrons faced each other with fury burning in their eyes but neither could move, neither could rise and so after several hours of desperate and failed attempts to self-repair the two lords were forced to call their duel a draw. But for Dagorekh it was a success; he had proven both his and his dynasties strength in resisting Imotekh, a far superior fighter with cunning and ingenuity.

Ta Da! An epic event in the life (or living death) of The Lord of Silence! But Imotekh is not one to lightly forgive such an offense against him (masive spoiler for future RP)....

Up next in the saga: The blood of a star god!

P.s Du'un, when you next comment wait for my reply before you go else where please since we are in the middle of a duel now.