Well, here was something worth mentioning about torture. Did everyone know how to torture Orks? The Drukhari were quite fond of Orks, because their powerful physiques let them endure more torture before dying, providing even tastier souls.
But a deranged Imperial Inquisitor had discovered the best way to torture Orks: do... nothing.
Put an Ork alone in a safe environment, somewhere with no fighting.
The Ork would become extremely irritable, develop fungal sores all over its body, then painfully dissolve and die.
Of course, Evan's enemies this time were not Orks, but a relatively weak Kabal.
Most of the time, Kabals went out to raid for slaves, but they also fought among themselves, seizing greater political capital and influence from one another.
Like everywhere else, the bigger your fist, the more weight your words carried.
So they had come looking for a legendary lost Aeldari weapon on this frozen planet. Or rather, the planet might well have been frozen by that very weapon.
More than forty Drukhari landed in the shattered wreck of the Retribution-class Battleship. Its hangar had a huge hole torn through it, but there was still more than enough room to park a small Drukhari ship.
For a weaker Kabal, forty-odd warriors already constituted its main force. The others had to conduct successful hunts elsewhere, or the Kabal might find itself on the brink of destruction.
Frost covered the warship, turning its exterior pure white. Even inside, slick layers of ice had formed.
The planet's freezing environment did little more than slightly hamper movement in the Drukhari's battlesuits.
The Drukhari slowly made their way deeper into the warship.
At the Mandeville Point, a massive Warp Rift opened, radiating an entrancing, dazzling glow.
An enormous fleet emerged. Even some Heavy Transport Ships too large to fit inside a