It's the 41st Millenium, System Anathma is falling from the Imperium's grasp into traitors hands. But there is still hope. Devouted followers of the Emperor are still there and keep the Emperor's light bright among the storm. Among them Emperor's brides, pure and delivering justice among the traitors and heretics alike. The Sisters of Battle of the Order of Emperor's Star...

Months of fighting against heretics and mutants that swarmed the System like a broken dam, flooding the realm with Warships and seething worlds within The Anathma system of both Daemon and Heretic alike. With reality bending and shifting with powers of the warp tainting the material realm. Chaos Sorcerers and Deamons casting powers against the stoic and fanatical Sisters only scorn their zeal... With rampant mutation but none falling to corruption...

These two Sisters of Battle were one of the many that befell the coursing corruption of the warp, fusing their bodies together in its senseless and maddening touch. Yet they stood their ground and held out with the rest of their Sister's despite their condition...

(I had a massive story to this but it took way to damn long and it just wasnt necessary to post something that should've been a novelle on its own.)


Artwork done by  BlackArabi They out did themselves with this piece and Im so glad they enjoyed working on it!

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