"Ah, yes. Kohl Bennex. He had the makings of an adept, but now I'm afraid the only fate that awaits him is to become a servitor and praise the Machine God in that way. He claims it was self defense, that Enginseer Kreth reacted violently when Bennex came to ask him about the servitors. It seems unlikely. . .but then it seems unlikely at all the Bennex would want to murder Kreth. If you ask me. . ."
His next words are cut off by a chilling shriek of metal against metal. On the right wall, about ten meters from where Camael stands, one of the servitors rips free of its restraints. From its implanted vox a howl of distorted noise issues forth, like the cry of some hideous predator.
"Oh, for goodness sake!" Gaius huffs towards the servitor. "Unit! Return to standby location immediately and shut down!"
The servitor takes a step forward.
"I said--urk!"
The servitor is a clamp unit, one arm ending in a massive steel pincer. With a leisurely swipe it bats the enginseer aside. Gaius goes airborne, slamming into the stone walls and sliding to the floor. The servitor then turns its gaze on Camael.
"Death to the servants of the Corpse Emperor!" it snarls in its metallic monotone. Black fluid leaks from its eyes, which themselves glow with the sepulchral green of a Necron tomb. A second unit, further down the hall, tears free of its creche, spouting its own blasphemies.
The nearest servitor advances towards Camael, its shambling gait reducing its speed considerably. In the background, he sees its counterpart, moving towards him with the same jerking stride.
His next words are cut off by a chilling shriek of metal against metal. On the right wall, about ten meters from where Camael stands, one of the servitors rips free of its restraints. From its implanted vox a howl of distorted noise issues forth, like the cry of some hideous predator.
"Oh, for goodness sake!" Gaius huffs towards the servitor. "Unit! Return to standby location immediately and shut down!"
The servitor takes a step forward.
"I said--urk!"
The servitor is a clamp unit, one arm ending in a massive steel pincer. With a leisurely swipe it bats the enginseer aside. Gaius goes airborne, slamming into the stone walls and sliding to the floor. The servitor then turns its gaze on Camael.
"Death to the servants of the Corpse Emperor!" it snarls in its metallic monotone. Black fluid leaks from its eyes, which themselves glow with the sepulchral green of a Necron tomb. A second unit, further down the hall, tears free of its creche, spouting its own blasphemies.
The nearest servitor advances towards Camael, its shambling gait reducing its speed considerably. In the background, he sees its counterpart, moving towards him with the same jerking stride.



