#136 Battle XLII - Lessons of Death
Lord Tzunaak, Emissary of Sternieste inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly, a pointless but instinctive habit learned many years ago when he was alive. But somehow the action seemed to calm his blighted soul. Damn this Aqshyan ire! In the relentless heat of the Adamantine Chain he had lost his temper and let irrational wrath guide his actions. He could not recall exactly why he had become quite so infuriated by Liege Mortek Erimos, but he had directed his ostensible 'Crusaders' to hunt down and slaughter the general of the Antipolos Reliquists. It was not long before the Ossiarch force had found itself not only cornered, but on open ground perfect for cavalry. Without hesitation, the perfectly drilled bone constructs had silently adopted a castle formation around their Liege Mortek. Overflowing with Aqshyan fury, Tzunaak had instantly ordered the charge and moments later the Bonereapers line had been flattened by the combined impact of his knights - both blood and barrow. Some Mor...
