The Thunder Warrior's eyes went wide.
The Blood Sword hung a palm's breadth from his throat, neither falling nor withdrawing.
The avatar of Khaine sensed something and silently turned to look behind him.
A legless Thunder Warrior had one arm wrapped around Khaine's right leg while repeatedly stabbing Khaine's left foot with a Dark Eldar blade in his other hand.
Bandis snapped out of his daze and saw Gaunt.
Gaunt had clearly crawled here. The spear Bandis had given him was embedded in the ground some distance away, and the path behind it was marked by pits left by the spear.
It was easy to imagine how Gaunt, having lost his legs again, had clutched the spear in both hands, driven it into the ground, and used it to pull himself forward at speed.
Moved by the tenacity of this insignificant insect, Khaine decided to end his life first.
The Blood Sword shifted from Bandis's neck to Gaunt's spine. Gaunt, lying on the ground and fiercely stabbing Khaine, glanced at the Blood Sword before lowering his head and roaring at Bandis, "What are you still standing there for?! Get out of here!"
With the final syllable of his roar, the sword in Khaine's avatar's hand firmly nailed Gaunt to the ground.
His spine, repaired by drugs, suffered another devastating blow.
Gaunt felt his connection to his lower body vanish, but this was not the first time he had felt that way. He was used to it.
Even the pain of the Blood Sword being pulled out again could not stop Gaunt's attack. One hand still clung tightly to Khaine's leg while the other gripped the blade and stabbed again and again.
But the attack was meaningless. Not only did the blade fail to pierce Khaine's armor, it was shattered by