Another day another deployment. This time against cultists. What a joke. Mortals, devoted to the chaos gods. Just stomp them and get this over with. You march, as chaos forces defend. Rounds whizz past you, though you dont really care. Many of your allies slaughter the khorne cultists brutally. Granting them a swift but painful death. Many of them are shouting as they die. Finally you get to blow off some steam, slaughtering the enemy.

“Blood for the blood god!”

Something strikes your leg. You look down to see a relatively petite girl. Shes wearing black roges, and she just hit you in the leg with a shovel.

“Eh?”

She looks up at you.

Shes young. Early twenties. Far too young to devote herself to chaos.