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The Scarlet Lord

Josh Reynolds

Anhur crushed the skull carelessly in his fist.

The crumbled shards of bone tumbled from his hand to the bloody stones, there to gleam wetly in the weirdling light cast by the ever-spinning facets of the Black Rift. The Scarlet Lord turned. A jolt of pain rippled through him. It had started not long after his confrontation with Skul’rath, and grown steadily worse in the hours since. He felt as if his skin were too tight on his muscles, and as if he might burst the seams of his armour at any moment.

Victory at the cost of pain, he thought. Such had been his mantra since he had fled Klaxus and the Tephra Crater. Pain was the coin of Khorne’s realm, and the Scarlet Lord paid it willingly. He had paid it over the course of centuries, without hesitation. ‘How much time, Pazak?’ he growled.

‘Some, much, a little,’ the sorcerer said tersely, as he wove his thin fingers in arcane gestures. He stood on the lip of the crater, shaping the magics that would wrench apart the flesh of the world. The air about him was thick with souls and daemons. Neither sort of apparition had any substance, but that would change in time. The ghosts grew thinner and the daemons stronger, as they battened on the blood and pain.

Innumerable daemon-spirits suddenly raced forward through the steamy air, as if drawn from throughout the Sulphur Citadel. Anhur turned, following their path, and watched as Pazak’s blightkings spilled the blood of the latest batch of prisoners across the swelling expanse of the flesh-shroud, down in the crater. Do you feel nothing for them, then? These are your folk, a small voice murmured, deep in the back of his mind. They are Klaxians, Anhur…

‘Victory at the cost of pain,’ he muttered. Klaxus and its people had become weak, and it was his duty – the duty of a king – to purge them of that weakness. He would buy the glory of future generations with the pain of this one. He would forge them into a blade worthy of Khorne’s hand. Klaxus would rise as the world descended.

A thrill of impatience raced through Anhur, and his grip on his axe tightened. He longed to bury it in unresisting flesh, to cleave bone and shatter armour. To give in, at long last, to the joyous entertainments of the red road, and become as Apademak or Hroth. To fight forever, and think of nothing save fighting. To drown slowly in seas of gore, as all that had been Prince Anhur, Keeper of Ytalan, was worn away by the ceaseless bloodstained tide.

Anhur swung his head towards the doors to the chamber. He could hear the sounds of battle, the splitting of stone and the screech of metal. More, he could hear… the searing hiss of the smoke-swords of the sulphur-knights as they cut down his soldiers, killing them by the dozen. The yellow, crystalline war-plate of the knights ignored what few blows were struck in return as they strode forward, killing all who stood between them and their prey… He could hear Oros calling for the retreat, even as he dragged Anhur away from that hissing doom… They had failed… FAILED…

Anhur howled. The sound drove the daemons into a silent frenzy. ‘I still live,’ the Scarlet Lord roared. ‘And I will not fail this time. I still live… I…’ He trailed off, as another spasm of pain gripped him. He clutched at his chest. Things moved within him, twisting into new shapes. Bones cracked and sprouted jagged spurs, filling the hollows of him with nests of pain.

‘Not beast, not god, less than a man,’ he murmured, as the pain receded. He pressed the flat of his axe to his brow, and listened to the maddened whispers of the battle-spirit bound to its edge. It hissed in the language of the great fire-wyrms, demanding that he hurl himself into the cauldron of war. He tore the axe away and turned. ‘Oros is coming, Pazak. But slowly, too slowly,’ he said. ‘One might think he doesn’t wish to face me again.’

‘I doubt that’s the case,’ Pazak hissed. Bloody steam hissed and coiled about his arms like a gaseous serpent. ‘Two sides of the same blade, you are.’

‘You had best be correct,’ Anhur said. ‘He must be here in time. He must see what is to come. He must know that it was all worth something, in the end.’

‘He won’t get very far, if Volundr catches him. The war-smith is as determined to see this through as you are,’ Pazak said. He glanced at Anhur. ‘He won’t risk letting the Stormcasts get close, if he can get away with it.’

Anhur gestured impatiently. ‘Volundr carries out my will. He stoked Apademak’s rage, and casts the embers of my Gorechosen before the enemy. I have subsumed the Tephra Crater in the conflagration of war, to draw Khorne’s eye. But war alone is not enough,’ he said. ‘It must have purpose – the fire must burn hottest here.’

As he spoke, the smoky shapes of daemons capered about him, as if feeding on his growing rage. Anhur ignored them. ‘I will deliver not just a skull to Khorne, but the skull of my friend, my greatest enemy, my rescuer and betrayer. There is a debt between us and it must be paid. Only then can I ascend to my rightful place.’

Anhur threw back his head and spread his arms, allowing the daemons to crowd close about him. They clutched at him with phantasmal talons. ‘Come and fight me, Oros! Anhur stands waiting – hurry, Hound of Ytalan! The Scarlet Lord awaits you, son of Sigmar…’

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