(General POV)
Location Warhammer Old World-Kislev, Northern Oblast: Edge of the Corrupted Tzeentchian Lands of the Dark Legion, Battlefield; Dark Legion vs. Kislev
A hero has fallen, now the final defenders of the Motherland were in the middle of fighting for their lives against the commanders of the Dark Legion...
Naryska and Yuri were still clashing blades against each others, as her [Ursun's Claw] parried the huge nurglish blade in the hand of the Exalted Daemon Prince, while also avoiding the claw swipes of the damnable Godslayer.
Yuri was enjoying this duel, as he can also use some of his new magical powers, he blocked Naryska's slash using his right wing as a shield, as he channeled and gathered the Winds of Magic, specifically one of the Lores aligned with Chaos.
As Naryska put more pressure on her blade, to try and cut the damned Traitor Prince, the once noble prince meant to find and rescue Ursun, instead he willingly embrace Chaos and nearly killed Kislev treasured God.
That rage and hate was blinding the Golden Knight, to the subtle hints that her opponent shows for her to fight back properly, if she was more leveled headed, she'd noticed that Yuri hasn't countered her yet.
Being soo closed in Yuri, harnessed the power of Laharl, as a blackish-purple and violet orb formed in the massive left claw of the Daemon Prince, this was the darkness composed projectile of the [Dark Bolt] spell.
And he was about to fire it, at near point-blank range on the famed bodyguard of the Ice Queen, when Naryska was about to strike her blade again, Yuri swiped his wing stunning her, as Yuri aimed his left claw with the [Dark Bolt] held in his claws, and shot it.
Naryska, was hit by the darkness surging spherical projectile, causing a blackish violet explosion of daemonic/chaotic energy.
Sent soaring through the air, her one pristine golden armor now showing scratches and burns, her red plume entirely destroyed along with her clothing and fur expose in her equipment, she crashed down onto the snow, grunting in pain, as her ears were ringing and as she regaining her normal earning.
The sound of deep, daemonic laughter echoed in the cold, kislevite air, as Yuri looked down at the "lightly" wounded Naryska, struggling and grunting as she tried to stand back up.
Naryska was feeling anger and shame on herself, for falling for such a tactic, it wasn't something that would ever worked on her, her anger blinded and nearly cost her life.
Now back on her feet, with [Ursun's Claw] at hand, and she was ready to continue her fight, she saw the Daemon Prince, Yuri Godslayer, spread his wings and stood straight and...start to clap.
She heard from Yuri, "Impressive. Very impressive. You are a worthy offering for the Dark Gods." clear mockery laced in his "impressed" stated voice.
Then with a strong flap of the daemonic wings, Yuri rushed forward and was eager to fight her again.
Olesya Pimenova was covered scratches and cuts her opponent was faster than any other enemy that she's has faced.
She has spent a long time, fighting against the vile ratmen (skaven), and they weren't this fast as this cat beastwoman.
Olesya, looked at the smiling Tai Tai Shien, as she sway side to side like a hunting cat toying with it's prey, all throughout the fight, Olesya, all she did was barely dodging fatal blows dealt by her opponent.
At one moment during their duel, when she tried to perform a leaping stab attack on the beastwomen, all she got for her daring action was strong double-kick onto her chest, basically kicking off of her, as she was smashed to the snowy ground, then while on the snow, that cat bitch started to bounce off her stomach, over and over.
As she remembered this, she hiss in pain as she can feel her stomach and ribs acting, at least Olesya, she was fortunate enough that non of her bones were broken by the catwoman's toying with her.
Tai Tai looked at the old human woman, cover in cuts done by her claws, the entire fight has been soo fun for her.
She was starting to get impatient, lowering herself close to the snowy ground, running across the snow, bringing her arms forward in a wide opened position, as her giant razor-sharp claws were ready to tear apart her new "toy".
Olesya watched as the catsaber rushed through the snow, with little difficulty once again she got into a guard stance and readied herself for any possible attack the catsaber might do to her next.
Tai Tai, leaped off the ground, and performed a diving attack at Olesya, the old Kislevite woman waited for her enemy to get close enough for her attack, and she did a powerful thrust at Tai Tai.
In her cat eyes, she saw Olesya slight movements and while still mid-air Tai Tai, twirled to right dodging the spear attack, only suffered a slight scratch on her sleeve, but even with the slight diversion of her movement didn't cause any problems with her aim.
Tai Tai Shien, slashed her left claw across the right should of Olesya, three deep claw marks, gushed out blood and searing pain surged through her shoulder, but as she stumble a bit forward but only more pain surge through her body, since immediately after landing the Catsaber Chieftain, turned quickly and slashed her right claw across Olesya's back.
Olesya screamed, and she was brought to her knee, more blood soaking through her clothing, she sighed and said to herself, "Damn when did I get soo old? No shame in death...as long as you win in the end..." just as finished speaking, she gasped in incredible pain and blood spat out her mouth, shaking as she looked down at the massive blood coated claws that were piercing through her chest...
Tai Tai giggles, she'll admit it was a fun hunt, but in the end the fact is that this old human woman, couldn't keep up and was now dead.
As the Shien Tribe Chieftain, pulled back her claws and let Olesya's lifeless body go limp and lifeless in front of her, dying in the position of being on her knees, with snow sticking to her bloodied gear, and her spear just lying in her open hand.
Another one of Heroes of the Motherland has fallen, as Tai Tai lick and flicked the blood off her claws, and went back to the main battle.
Speaking of the battle, Kislev was able to finally organize themselves to start fighting back against the chaotic forces of the Dark Legion, with Skarlet and the Blade of Khorne were very brutally fighting against everyone.
The Blood Witch, and the Chosen Maiden of (Warp) Khorne was slaughtering everything in her way, with her power and kombat skills.
She even faced off with Elemental Bear, hoping to finally gain such a magical fueled blood...but after a onslaught of blood attacks slashes, spears, balls, and more, along with several combination of strikes, but all she gain was stone, energy, and ice, irration.
No blood whatsoever, just like the Incarnate she face some time ago,(it makes sense, in Mortal Kombat everything, everything bleeds, so for Skarlet to fight against fully magical entities is foreign for her.) that she used her blood manipulation on all the numerous bodies around them, forming thousands of blood needles and rain them down upon the giant Elemental Bear.
Stabbing and piercing through the magically created beast, forcing it down and allowing a couple of Oranggueras the latest Greater Daemons of Blood, leap onto the back of the Elemental Bear.
Like the daemons of unrivaled fury and brutality, they started beat down their great fists down onto the magical beast, beating their prey over and over on the back, tearing off ice and stone plates off the Elemental Bear.
Causing burst of magical energy to erupt from the form of the magical construct, making the Elemental Bear scream out in pain and struggle to escape the grip of the oranggueras, as other khornate daemons were drawn in by the violence, rage and bloodlust that their Greater Daemons were emitting, seeing that the Elemental Bear was all but killed, Skarlet strutted away to fight and kill real bleeding opponents.
Harald Hammerstorm, was also finished with his target...Harald, was now fighting against war bear riders, smashing his hammer and crushing the white bear skull into blood, gore, and viscera.
With the sudden death of bear, sent the armored rider flying off his now dead mount and crash onto the snow, impacting hard against the snow, not worth the Bane of the Undead time.
Another swing striking the rider of another war bear, then using his great shield to swing down at the neck of the bear, chopping off the bear's head, splashing large amount of blood onto his shield and armor.
Harald, he was demonstrating his might and power, as more war bear riders came to face him, lifting his shield and readying his hammer, Harald was ready to slaughter more victims for the Dark Gods.
Kholek, Throgg, and Yuma along with their own forces were still engaged in a all-out battle against the various warriors of Kislev.
Returning to the battle between the Darkwings and the Great Orthodoxy of the Ursunite Faith.
Dullahan was still dueling against Kostaltyn, having just destroyed one of his weapons, and dealing a wound across the chest of the fanatical man, but even with his will and fanatism Kostaltyn was as a great disadvantage, and he was desperately struggling against Dullahan.
As he swung his burning mace once again at the carnage-touched knight, only to be easily blocked by the face silhouetted, soul shield of the Chaos following knight, with a slight surge of strength, Dullahan knocked away the old man.
Clearly this was a one-way fight, if not for Kostaltyn's devoted followers constantly interfering with their duel, Dullahan would have killed the Supreme Patriarch a while ago.
Slashing several kossars and other kislevite warriors, as blood flew in the air and pieces soared from being cut apart by Dullahan's soul blade.
When a ice guard tried to challenge him next, she also meet a gruesome end, by being stabbed through the throat and Dullahan reach out with his shield wielding hand, and grabbed onto the limp, dead body of the ice guard, and tore her off, his soul blade.
Following Ammon's mental warning of more kislevite coming to interfere with his duel, so with all the force he could muster he swung the dead ice guard, over him and onto the approaching enemies, deciding to eliminate all interloper with one huge attack.
Rising his soul blade up high, pointing it straight to the sky, as the whistling and wailing of countless souls started to shriek around Dullahan.
A whitish-blue, violet and mauve tinted aura started to form around him, and channeled all the way up to his blade, and once he gathered enough daemonic and soul energy he performed his most devastating attack, swinging his soul blade straight down and unleashing a huge soul beam at his victims.
The multi-colored beam tearing through all the members of both the Ice Coart and the Great Orthodoxy that were interfering with this battle.
Kostaltyn watched helplessly as dozen upon dozen were tore and blasted to death, a whisp that he assumes being their individual souls being snatched away, and added to the overall beam of destruction unleashed by infamous Carnage Knight.
But he didn't falter, his faith and will still strong, Kostaltyn, he closed his eyes and prayed to Ursun for strength.
As the greatest battle that he has ever been apart of was still far from over, his eyes open and focused again, as Dullahan's attack was finished and many, many brothers and sisters of the Motherland laid butchered around his intimidating figure.
As Ammon moved slightly making the illusion that Dullahan was turning his "head" over at Kostaltyn, as the helmet-daemon spoke for the headless daemonic knight, "Now we can fight, until one dies..." Dullahan turn completely, his red coat flowing in the wind, as he walked over to the Supreme Patriarch, and Ammon continued to speak, "...now face death, like a warrior."
Despite being a damnable servent of Chaos, even the fanatical, Kostaltyn had to admit his enemy has knightly honor, something completely unnatural amongst those that follow the Dark Gods.
Once again the two enemies stood in front of each other, ready to continue this duel to the death.
Kostaltyn was the initiator in the round, swinging his [Burning Brazier] at Dullahan, which he parried with his soul blade.
Pushed back slightly, Dullahan attacked his opponent with a stab, which the Supreme Patriarch, barely dodged the blow as the soul blade nicked his side and blood soaked at the side of blue robes, as a counter Kostaltyn swung his mace in a rising strike.
He would have connected if not for Ammon, quickly releasing his tail around Dullahan's waist and flying away from the hit.
This caught Kostaltyn in shock completely, as he saw his oppenent was not among the living, let alone any kind of undead that he ever encountered before.
But that moment of dropping his guard, cost him as Dullahan perform a powerful shield charge, against a close Kostaltyn, hitting him with all the force behind his rush impacting hard against his chest, as Kostaltyn spat up blood and his breathe.
The blow causing serious damage to Kostaltyn chest and ribs as he was knocked against the snow, gasping for air and pain spread across his chest throughout his entire body, but before he could react he felt a sharp, stabbing pain in his right shoulder.
Screaming out from the pain, as Dullahan has just stabbed him, then a strong tight grip was felt around his throat, as he watched the headless Dullahan over him.
The winged, long tailed helmet daemon laughing, as it placed itself back onto Dullahan and tied it tail around his waist, and it taunted Kostaltyn, "Like everyone. They always aimed for the head, not knowing that their opponent doesn't have one. And said opponent is not one but two." as Ammon started laughing at the defeated Kostaltyn.
Dullahan, tightening his grip further, pulled out his soul blade from the Supreme Patriarch's shoulder, and lifted him easily off the snow.
Kostaltyn kicked and struggle still refuse to submit, but it was futile against Dullahan's superior strength, lifting his soul blade up the front of Kostaltyn's neck and pushing it against the skin drawing blood, Dullahan sent a message to Ammon to speak for him, "Of all that I've faced and slain in battle. You are by the far the strongest of will. Never did you falter, against me. Rest knowing your soul shall join my collective, and your head my first true trophy." in one strong and swift motion.
Dullahan beheaded Kostaltyn, letting his headless body drop to the snow, while his head remained in his grip, lifting up his prize catching the attention of all those fighting around the Carnage Knight.
The Darkwings cheered and let out chants of praise to their dark champion, while the member of the Ursunite Cult, the Great Orthodoxy, was shocked.
Falling into complete disbelief and disarray, their leader and Supreme Patriarch has fallen, and with his death the morale of the Great Orthodoxy was utterly broken.
Leaderless and demoralized they fell to the mercy of the Darkwings and their mighty champion, Dullahan.
(Tzarina Katarina POV)
Grigori Medvezhiy has fallen...I'm currently catching my breathe, after having faced off against several damned servents of the Dark Gods, and it was then as a scout came to report to me and the Ice Maidens standing next to me.
This scout gave me grave news, it wasn't only Grigori but to my shock Kostaltyn has also fallen to the followers of the Dark Legion, my face contorted in irritation, not only that but Naryska was caught into a duel with the traitor, Yuri Godslayer, and more bad news Olesya who was fighting against some cat beastwoman...has fallen as well...
It was infuriating, soo many brave heroes of the Motherland, veterans of battle and bringers of great victory have all fallen on this damned day...may Ursun keep their souls in glory.
I'd sighed and focused my eyes upon the battlefield, as two Norscan Marauders came rushing at me, I saw my maidens were about to step in to protect me.
But I need no protection, placing my arm in front of one of these maidens, I pushed her aside and stood in front of them, a clear sign that I will fight my own battle.
When they came close enough, in a swift motion of my magical blade, I cut them each across the necks, they fell to their knees holding onto their bleeding throat, in a desperate attempt to stop the bleeding, but was too late.
Feeling...merciful, I stabbed each of these northmen in the heart ending their miserable lives, turning to my maidens and ice guard I gave my order to reorganize around me, we will not fall today!!!
Nodding and leaving to carry out my orders, I turn myself around and saw more of the enemy approaching...ha, let them come and feel the wrath of the Ice Queen!!!
With sword ready, and my magical power surging I was prepared to end all these Chaos worshipping filth, for Ursun, for Kislve!!!
(General POV)
Location Kislev/Undisclosed Cave: Secret Den of Ursun
Ursun strain and anguish was more than ever, as he felt each death of his devoted and dear followers being extinguished.
Ivan...Ostankya...Ulrika...Olesya...Grigori...and now Kostaltyn, all great heroes, all slain by the vile servents of darkness.
He couldn't even saved their souls, not only is all his power focused on combating a losing battle to stop the corruption spreading through Kislev, but also heal, an action that he had to put on hold, when the Motherland started to fall to damned Changer.
Not only that he felt...he felt as if the Dark Gods were in Kislev, many times when his attempts of fighting against the corruption, whined, he felt as (Warp) Khorne, Nurgle, and Tzeentch, along with the new Dark God, Laharl Valboga were reaching out...reaching out to find him.
Never, even including being held captive by the Shadow, has the mighty Bear God, felt this powerless and...afraid, not only for the land of Kislev, and it souls, but for himself as well.
Groaning, as his massive ursurin form tried to get comfortable, and channel his divine magic to stand against the corruption.
He can only place his hope on the sons and daughters of Kislev to save the Motherland, no more, the world from this growing evil, as he returns his focus on his own fight...