“How did you know to ssshoot the sssuit?” Boots hissed as he prodded the smoldering remains of the suit. Its ashes still glowed with the residual energy of the assault, but as the heat dissipated the embers faded. Upon unleashed...
Read More“I sssay we just ssshoot it, Captain,” Boots hissed. “I am inclined to agree,” Helvetica said to him. As the conversation continued, she poked through the reply options, grinding her teeth. “Does this dialogue ever end? It’s...
Read More“Resistance detected,” the Borg supervisor said, the volume of its voice swelling in an uncanny crescendo of voices. “Activating Supervisor 341 adjunct 2 of Store 551 of 600. Stand by for direct interaction.” The trio didn’t...
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The great deathcharger galloped from the Scarlet Crusade foaling field with a fury; sparks scattered from its flying hooves and hellfire poured from its mane as it thundered towards Death’s Breach. Behind it, hoots and hollers followed keening laughter, and the sound of a hundred tiny hooves. Clods of dirt, hellfire spittle, and churned mud sprayed from the column as they rushed past Hellvetica and Deathsprocket.
“Woohoo! Go number three!” she shouted, waving her purple pennant as the racers rumbled past.
One of the tauren—they were all tauren—turned, waving as he and his his tiny steed sped by; its short legs blurred like the blades of a fan as it ran as quickly as it could from Havenshire to the Breach.
Read MoreThe Warhammer Online short fiction story, Cruel As Ice, Cold As Steel has just updated, adding a third chapter to this Dark Elf tale. Written by Mike Lee, this story showcases the Black Guard, a new class freshly introduced to...
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