A lattice of arcane symbols blaze into life, bathing the smooth blackstone surfaces in a lambent emerald glow. The hum of archaic machinery resonates through the halls before a rhythmical thumping begins. Metal feet, in their thousands, clanging on stone as the phalanxes of soulless automata march in perfect lock-step.
Watching on from the shadows ill disciplined groups of hunched figures chitter amongst themselves. These debased forms are armed with gore-encrusted blades extending from their fingers and their contorted bodies are draped with flayed skins still oozing blood and viscera down their metal carapaces.
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A nasty looking bunch to be sure! 🙂 Very nicely done though! 🙂
Thank you (and seasons greetings!) I really enjoyed painting the blood and viscera all over the flayed ones!
Don’t like the look of those buggers at all. They’ll atomise my Eldar. Can’t wait to see them on the table.
Damn those dreaded eldar! The old enemy!!