I Then by the gods Ill rip out your heart , tear your flesh from your bones and claim your skull for khorne Make no mistake word bearer I run from no battle
Oh I should hope not. Though keep in mind, they do not tell me to kill you. You will die fighting, shedding gallons, liters of blood. blood... for the blood god. At least... your current form will die. Who can say what will become of your soul?
My soul will go to khorne's plain in the warp i shall live and die in glorious battle forever Though you follow the word of your Primarch I follow only a few words Kill,Slaughter and glorious battle So Son of Lorgar you stay true to your words and i shall stay true to mine
Wands are for wimps! and we'll see how powerful you false emperor is when we take terra one thing you must understand.. everything succumbs to chaos