I thank you, but I doubt the other gods will bless me. I am Tzeentch's will made manifest and his will is eternal.
Your deluded theology is nothing short of comical, Ork. I will relish in your deaths as a gift to the true gods, while you bleed and rot beneath my boot
You'z spikey boyz ain't nuttin! We'z stomp ya but gud just like we will da oda hummiez and dem sparkely eldar
'ummies, pick 'em up by dere 'eads in ya klaw den do da bouncy dance till dere spine rips out, dat's if dey even 'ave a spine hur hur
