"sloughter" said the nails , digging further in your brain. You woke up again in a different battlefield. The sound of cultists chanting "blood for the blood god , skulls for the skull throne" and your brothers swinging their chain axes echoes in your mind.

You rushed forward Duel wielding your chainswords, ripping guardsmen apart but suddenly you stopped uncontrollably , the guardsman standing Infront of you, her face looks awfully familiar to an extent that it soothes the nails

It was your sister , last time you saw her she was only an infant but now after 25 years you still feel that it is her

She falls down on her knees as they become stroken with fear , she can't even hold her tears

e-e-emperor prot-tect m-me...