"Zing—!"
A clear, resonant metallic chime, as though it could cleave the soul itself, suddenly rang out!
Yvraine drew the sword at her waist with a backhanded motion.
The instant the blade left its sheath, the surrounding air seemed to drop several degrees. Light warped across the edge, casting an ominous shadow.
The sword was elegant and slender, bearing the Eldar weapons' distinctive flowing curves and intricate etchings.
Yet its material was neither metal nor jade, but a dull gray-white that seemed to swallow all light.
Set into the guard was a spirit stone that pulsed faintly, emitting a dim violet-black glow.
An indescribable aura of sorrow, extinction, and finality spread from the blade like invisible ripples.
The Sword of Sorrow—Kha-vir.
Guilliman's relaxed smile vanished at once, his azure eyes sharpening like an eagle's.
He recognized this sword—or rather, the meaning and danger it represented.
A Cronesword, forged from the finger bone of Morai-Heg, the Eldar god of aging and death, it contained the forbidden power to bridge life and death and command the end of all things.
Legend said there were five in total, each bearing a different authority and curse of Morai-Heg.
The "Kha-vir" in Yvraine's hand was one of them, and its name was "Sorrow."
Anyone truly wounded by its edge would have both flesh and soul eroded by the irreversible power of sorrow and extinction, until they were reduced to ash and returned to nothingness.
Three other known blades of the Reaper Host were the Sword of Souls, "Vilith-zar," wielded by an incarnation of Ynnead, the god of death).
The Sword of Silent Screams, "Asu-var," wielded by Thousand Faces, the warrior in red armor.
And the even more extraordinary Spear of Twilight, which burned away its wielder's life force and soul, was likewise under Yvraine's control