Gargolmar was restless. After scouring the majority of Quenephe, location of the key was still unknown to him. Though he was enjoying the slaughter that he was wreaking upon, his primary goal was still unmet. Under his gaze from the orbit, planet Quenephe was continueing its eternal dance. He was tired though he didnt knew why. It has been days since his last battle. His left arm was aching with fatigue. Thats when he realised that he was holding a weapon. In his hand there was a blood-coated blade of bone and blood seemed to be fresh. Strange. He had no memory of a recent encounter. He turned to look at his room.
"Oh..well.."
The floor was littered with bodies. Dead and bloodied bodies of a dozen slaves. And some of his warriors. It seemed like they were trying to escape. Blood was everywhere. And a voice. A girl's voice. Crying in fear.
"Lilith is that you?"
The girl was on the corner , smeared in blood ,clutching to her knees and trying to avoid eye contact.
"My..lord.. are you ok?"
"Get up and explain this nonsense ,girl! Who dares to slaughter my slaves! TELL ME!"
"Are you sure you're ok?"
"ANSWER ME!!"
"The....the scouts. They've reported their failure about the key. You've got angry and then....then I don't know. My eyes were not fast enough to track you I suppose. They were all dead in seconds. Please lord, spare me. I wish only to serve. Please."
"SILENCE MINION!"
This was not a good sign. His sanity and soul was demanding the key to be found it seemed. Desparation was not something he felt for a long time. This has to end.
"Lilith, activate the Mirror of Correspondence. I will try to communicate Hauclir again."
"Of course, liege. Though our last attempts was all fruitless , I am sure this time we will have some answers."
The Mirror was a 2 meters tall eliptical glass with a wraithbone frame. Gargolmar was standing right in front of it , but there was no reflection on the glass. With a command word from Gargolmar, Lilith's collar was unlocked. Runes carved on the Mirror started to shimmer and glass tingled with the release of psychic energy.
"Activate it."
By your command, lord."
Lilith put her hand on the glass and started to chant. As she chanted the glass started to fluctuate more. After a moment, the silhouette of a slender figure began to form.
"Hauclir, you worm! At last you answer me.."
Fluctuation has stopped and revealed the form a person that Gargolmar has never seen before. It was like that he was a cloud of dark miasma in the shape of an Eldar warrior and in the place of his face there was crimson mask.
"What?! Lilith who.."
"Send a heartbeat to The Void that cries through you. Relive the pictures that have come to pass. For now we stand alone. The world is lost and blown and we are flesh and blood. With no more to hate, is it bright where you are and have the people changed? Does it make you happy you're so strange? And in your darkest hour I hold secrets of the storm. We can watch the world devoured in its pain."
The figure dissappeared as fast as it appeared and left Lilith squirming at the floor. Gargolmar was looking upon Quenephe, especially on the point where a storm was gathering.
"Well, then. I'm going to take that as a sign. Alert everybody for the assault."
"Gargolmar, when the communication has occured, I...I have touched the mind of that person." Lilith was trying to get up while trying to stop her body shaking.
"Well, well , the moment I removed your collar you showed some backbone to call me by my name eh, witch. Well then tell me, have you found anything useful when you touched his mind?"
"Yes, Lord. I have found his name."
"And what is that?"
"Adad."
