*black, oily stuff flows up the spear* That's some pretty nasty plagues you got there... too bad i got some far far worse ones...
thank you Yuri... This is very much appreciated... It's nice just to have a hug every now and then...
Just cause we're mid death struggle is no reason we can't be civil. *releases Cain, removing spear from his gut, jumps onto his shoulders for a backflip boost* *particularly deep murderstab removes horrid memory of walking in on Fulgrim in a group shower* *lands on top of Wraithy, smashing him to the ground. Digs claws through visor, gouging your eyes out*