Another tale from Vigilus, this time from the perspective of a slave to Chaos. This bit could be interesting if it means anything:
Three of the daemonic spider-engines clambered out of the ravaged dome, then three more, then a dozen, spilling like insects from a hidden nest. Larger Daemon-beasts crawled amongst them, stomping with piston-driven force into the fray.
Edited by DeadFingers, 28 February 2019 - 04:04 PM.