"Gork and Mork... this Waaagh! shouldn't have turned out like this..." World-Shaking Bone, Bone Uncle, crawled out of his ride—the Gu Juji that Wodhaus had blown up—his eyes filled with resentment.
Bone Uncle hated those painted tin cans. There were so few of them, fighting them was no fun, and they were always stabbing at him from the shadows, ambushing them from every nook and cranny.
The surviving Ork Boyz crawled out of the ruins under the influence of Bone Uncle's Waaagh energy and gathered around him. It was clear that these Boyz of Bone Uncle's personal guard were all furious that they had not gotten enough fighting.
A heavily armored Boss gathered his courage and offered Bone Uncle a small suggestion. "Big Boss! Shouldn't we catch those tin cans and twist their heads off!"
"Hmm... that'd be good... but! I received a revelation from Gork and Mork! They told me a better way!" Bone Uncle grinned savagely, his deep voice sending chills through the other armored Bosses.
"As the Chosen Beast, I've only led a few tiny tribes. Is that good? No, that's no good! I already know how to launch an Eternal Waaagh! A grand Waaagh! that no Ork, from the past to the future, will ever be able to launch!"
"Lousy Ork bosses only bully lousy Ork Boyz! But I, the Big Boss, will bully all the bosses! I, the Great Warboss, will bully all the little warbosses! We're gonna conquer those pathetic little Waaaghs! Then combine them into one great Waaagh! Nothing could be better than that!"
As the Orks listened to Bone Uncle's vision, each of them was swept away by it. They seemed to have already seen the glorious sight of tens of millions of Ork warbosses gathering together to launch a war of