The wire weed miasma spores was maddening as its pink hues polluted fields upon fields of Gladius Prime. To step into it was often painful, yet for a group of chaos cultist they were running through it to get away from their oncoming deaths. Even as its bio weapon thorns ripped into their legs leaving painful bleeding punctures as they bit their tongues trying their best to stifle their agony as the screams of their comrades came from behind them. They were either too slow, or too brave to run. Seemingly trying their best to hold back the emperor's monster that had been sicced upon them. Their captain was one of the brave ones, trying to summon the power of the blood god to slay the beast.

"Blood for the blood Go-. AGH!" The sound of a roar of a chainblade tearing through their most zealous of leaders echoed throughout the field. As the remaining two finally bolted out of the fields, their legs soaked in blood as their running became limping, mainly due to the muscles in their legs being painfully exposed and torn from the thorns.

The quiet was the worst part for both of them. as they looked at each other behind their gas mask lenses then over their shoulder at the wire weed fields, the plants blocking their clear view. For a second they thought they had done it, they had survived. until...

THUMP-THUMP-THUMP

It was running now, coming to get them. Getting closer as the two panicked and drew their weapons as they began firing into the sharp weeds to try to dissuade it. However the white mass suddenly leaped over the weeds blocking their view. as the blindfolded canine like beast slammed into a heretic with a howling screech that sounded like the dephs of hell opening up. As its needle point maw began to tear into his throat silencing his screams as the beast took his vocal cords with a quick chomp. His squadmate however kept firing his shotgun backing away as the slugs and pellets embedded into her hide, yet did not even break the skin.

"Daemon!" He shouted accusingly, his fear not only shattering the faith of the dark gods, but reverting him back to a scared guardsmen before his heresy took hold in a attempt to wore off the monster. The emperor did not forgive him. As she soon lunged, her eviscerator finding his ribs as the chainsword carved, turning his yells into gurgles as she ran him completely through before the blade tore him in half. as she held her sword above herself as it hummed to a stop. blood flowing over her white fur, before being absorbed. Her stance almost like a prayer as her other hand gripped a charm shakingly as the thirst of blood was quenched finally, As a holy glow emanated from her as her faith brought her to a moment of sanity.

Amelia breathed, her senses warped as they may be, came back to her. Her muzzle breathed as she could no longer smell the heretics that were marked by her sisters for death. As her voice haggard. Distorted by her mutation.

"Emperor! My father and guardian! Grant me mercy and peac-!" The insanity came back as her muzzle shot upwards in a screeching howl as the thirst once again drove her soul to fell the pangs of the thirst. As her fist still holding the charmed slammed into the heretic's head crushing it as she took off thundering towards the destroyed landscape of a imperial city to find more blood of the unclean. The seals around her limbs flowing in the wind as she thundered on all fours to find her next prey.