Warhammer 40k Fanfic - Reborn's Revenge

Chap. 26 - Tooth by Tooth

This time it was Kanan who was on defense. Chaplain Haldredd unleashed all his fury in the blink of an eye, unleashing all his psychic power on his sword, which caused considerable damage to the blade of Kanan's axe.

The white-haired ork knew he couldn't continue like this. His weapon wouldn't last long before breaking into pieces, and his body was already beginning to experience wear and tear. Even the space marine, with his extra organs to increase his stamina, was beginning to feel the wear and tear on his own body.

The deafening sound of metal colliding again and again tore the patience, as did the cries of war around them that seemed to never end. Kanan and Haldredd only had eyes for their enemy, knowing that if they looked away for just a millisecond, it could be the immediate end for either of them. And among all that display of strength and bloodlust, the breaking point arrived.

An opening. The chaplain saw her immediately. Something ephemeral. When Kanan felt the blade of his ax crack from the edge to the shaft, he couldn't help but want to analyze the damage. Enough time for Haldredd to make his move.

Quick as a flash, the blade of the chaplain's sword found a crack in the ork warlord's once impenetrable defense. Its sharp tip found green flesh, embedding itself in his feet, tearing through his tissues and bruising every bone in its path. Due to the speed of said attack, the chaplain could not land a thrust as powerful as he wanted, but at least he had managed to seriously wound the ork just below the left shoulder.

Kanan experienced the full psychic fury of the Black Templar unleashed within him, using the metal blade of his sword as a catalyst to lash out with powerful electrical discharges into his adversary's body. It was only a second, but the ork could experience firsthand the fury of lightning entering his body.

From a distance, Murrey saw what happened with terror. His eyes showed him the chilling scene of his warlord being hit by his enemy's weapon, while his cry of anger and pain shook that portion of the battlefield.

The warlord's hand felt his body shudder. He felt for the first time the agony and the means of losing his lord, and it was something that infuriated him to the core. Without thinking twice, he ordered everyone present to charge forward, being himself the one who would lead the attack, completely forgetting that the entire central front depended on his decisions. But before his angry eyes, he showed himself somewhat majestic.

Despite feeling the fury of thunder on his body. Despite feeling the pain of how each of his cells quivered erratically before the fury of his opponent's psychic powers, Kanan did not back down.

Haldredd felt terror when he tried to withdraw his sword, and saw how it did not move. When he looked back at his weapon, he saw how the warlord's hand gripped the edge of his blade tightly, even as it made small cuts on his bruised fingers. The chaplain tried once again to retract his weapon from his opponent's shoulder, but it only moved a few centimeters, barely causing small cuts on his opponent's hand. Then, with regret, he saw a shadow rise from the corner of his eye.

By the time Haldredd looked up again, all he could see was the silhouette of his opponent's hand raised with his bruised great ax above his head, and before he could even react, its deadly blade descended at an impossible speed. to see for mortal eyes.

Even with his edge worn down and his blade about to shatter, Kanan unleashed all his fury in one last, deadly blow. The edge of his weapon found the perfect opening between the Astarte's shoulder pad and neck, cracking the metal until it split in two, cutting through the space marine's flesh and bones until stopped by his own lack of strength. Everyone, absolutely everyone, watched in shock as Kanan's ax cut Chaplain Haldredd from the shoulder to the lumbar area of ​​his body.