Demonic Arms

Game strength was all fake, but swinging a sword for 999 damage was the real deal. Watching the Adeptus Custodes doggos happily train, Hogg suddenly realized there was a problem he'd overlooked all this time.

Just as Superman learned martial arts and Doomsday practiced Wing Chun, Hogg had always thought the junk he got from draws was useless. But he'd overlooked one thing: it was useless to him, but in someone else's hands, it might be useful.

In Hogg's eyes, he couldn't understand why this bunch of doggos was learning the Fist of the North Star, or why training didn't make them any stronger and only made their dog faces look especially hilarious. But all these years, he'd gotten more from draws than just a single book of boxing techniques. There were plenty of other interesting little things, too.

Take the flying Corgis now fully deployed by Blackwatch, for example. They used only one can of dog food per hundred kilometers, and their load capacity was astonishing. They could even carry a Space Marine in Power Armor. They were rare and excellent mounts, and the White Scars boys next door were drooling with envy.

Then there was the demonic weaponry possibly used by the White-haired Witcher back then. With this technology, making enchanted blades with astonishing power wouldn't be a problem. They could even give the Burning Legion new jobs, fusing them into a different kind of Possessed.

When they had nothing else to do, they could gleefully hack at one another in the Warp, then become weapons in Realspace and gleefully hack at one another again. Just thinking about it got him fired up!

Though he felt like he'd forgotten something unimportant, once he had an idea, he had to put it into action right away. While Fulgrim was