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At that moment, the pirate ship was under attack by several thousand Fleet Iron Guards approaching the level of Astartes. Sections were falling everywhere, and the attackers were about to reach the bridge.
Panic appeared on a Dark Eldar warrior's face as he asked the female Archon:
"Mistress! What should we do?"
Dark Eldar society was a twisted slave system in which those above held absolute power over those below.
Archons ruled over high-ranking warriors, high-ranking warriors ruled over low-ranking warriors, and low-ranking warriors ruled over Half-born clones.
Thus, they generally addressed those who ruled over them as master or mistress.
The female Archon's expression was grim. Explosions rang out intermittently around the bridge where she stood.
Calls for support streamed endlessly over the comms, an uproar that made people's eardrums tremble.
The Fleet Iron Guards were clearing the corridors one by one, blowing up compartments and killing every Dark Eldar they saw along the way.
The warship was falling, yet the Archon could do nothing!
This curvaceous female Archon in leather was named Alaman. She lived in the suburbs of Commorragh in a 150-square-meter purchased apartment with three bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen, and two bathrooms.
She ran a small-to-medium-sized Kabal with one pirate ship, 400 professional warriors, 1,000 professional shipworkers, and around 2,000 Half-born clone cannon fodder.
Her main business was capturing humans and supplying them to the Arena in Commorragh for a commission.
Amanra's Kabal had roamed the stars for three years and captured many valuable targets, the most valuable of whom were two Astartes.
Once she returned to Commorragh and sold these captured slaves to the Arena, she would receive a wealth of resources.
But who could have imagined that, with her ship full of