The set was a masterpiece: a broken webway gate, flickering with stolen lumen-tech, chains that hummed with a subsonic thrum, and a rack of tools that would make a Commorrite Succubus weep with envy. The only light came from a hovering drone, its lens zooming in on the sheen of nervous sweat on her collarbone.
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In the dark of the webway, a Drukhari Archon smiled at his new pet performer. “Smile for the camera, little witch. The real show has just begun.” The set was a masterpiece: a broken webway
The drone’s light flickered. When it steadied, a shape stood in the shadows of the broken webway gate. Taller than a human. Armour of interlocking bone and obsidian, flayed-skin cloak whispering against the deck. A helm like a shrieking skull, its eyepieces twin points of crimson malice. In the dark of the webway, a Drukhari
“They paid to see a xenos witch broken,” the Archon murmured, stepping closer. The drone pivoted, capturing every detail: the scent of ozone and old blood, the way his cloak seemed to drink the light. “I find that very… profitable.”