ScourgeChapter 12
The queen walks through the carnage of the aftermath of the battle. Before her, her subordinates move aside the dead forms of soldiers and stalkers alike. She passes them and heads for the mess hall. As she arrives, she is flanked by two emissaries. “We have captured several of the rebels,” the first one says. “You will be please with them,” says the second. The limp forms of several people sit inside a small semi-circle of chasers. All are held bond by thick crimson-colored tendrils. When...