Cassandros shifted his perception. Flames danced in
infinity, clawing and claiming millenia of the work of the souls of his people.
He felt more than saw the dreams unrealised, the labours of brilliance older than
civilisations vanish in the sweeping tide of unreality that consumed all, and
the sharp clarity as the foundation of the planet, alike the foundation of the
people, cracked and was rent asunder. A world died, a dream died and wonders
older than life ages of planets were lost.
Lorwellyn burned in the infinite madness of the Cicatrix
Maledictum.
The Farseer brought himself back to the present, and the
short term. Simple concerns: the humans digging towards things they did not
understand, to paw like a baby creature at the fires of reality altering power,
never learning that they would be burned. As they could not be allowed to
continue, wheels had been set in motion. The promise of salvage had drawn the
primitive Orks into the maw of the Imperials' defences, allowing his own
limited but capable forces to act with impunity. It was a blunt solution, but
it would suffice.
With Archmagos Cybixx digging towards the Necron crypts
buried far below Hexis, the Eldar of the Alliance resolved that the Imperials
could not be allowed the final piece they would need to claim victory on the
planet. Farseer Cassandros and his forces moved, bribing every Ork they could
find to attack the Imperial base while they set up for the killing stroke.
Cybixx was not unprepared however, with his own potent forces supported by
forces of the Carcharadons and Black Templars Astartes Chapters, and well set
defences.
The Ork assault hit harder than the techpriest had
anticipated however, swamping the front lines of their defences and turning the
planned countercharge into a desperate attempt to clear their own positions.
The mobility of the Astartes began to shine, with the initial waves of Ork
attacks hacked down and the Warboss slain in single combat with Tyberos of the
Carcharadons, and the Black Templars showing their grit and fervour. The
Mechanicum troops however were beset by both the best equipped of the Orks and
the direct attention of the Eldar, and in spite of their excellent
marksmanship, downing the Eldar air cover, they began to be overwhelmed, not
helped by a local youth in a scuba suit who had turned up and insisted they
were an Imperial Assassin, before being slain by an irate Ork.
Although the Astartes were able to clear the Ork threat, the
Eldar swept forward and drove off the few marines still standing, Farseer
Cassandros cutting down the final Astartes as he stood over the generator site.
With Akrash pass taken, the Alliance had staved off disaster,
but the fight would continue to be uphill, and the Eldar would be carrying
weight they could ill afford with their limited numbers.
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