Warhammer 40K: I Am Khorne's Chosen
Chapter 190

The oracle of Gork and Mork

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Been busy sorting out my internship lately, absolutely swamped qwq

When Bonebreaka opened his eyes, he could not feel his body.

Instead, he saw Ork Boyz stretching as far as the eye could see. Every one of them had dead big muscles and equally big tusks, and every one looked dead tough and ready for a proper Waaagh.

Of course, that was not the most shocking part.

These Waaagh Boys crowded around two big, big, big, big, big, BIG Orks who looked dead tough, like stars clustered around the moon.

The huge Ork on the left had a right eye bigger than his left, while the huge Ork on the right had a left eye bigger than his right.

Both glared furiously at Bonebreaka.

The Ork on the left kicked Bonebreaka over, sending him tumbling upside down through the void, spinning wildly like a Stormboy whose jetpack had broken.

Then he was hauled right back, and the huge Ork fixed him with a furious, wide-eyed glare.

"You ain't Waaagh at all!"

The enormous voice nearly deafened Bonebreaka, and the foul breath almost knocked him out.

"You hide behind everyone else like a pathetic little Gretchin! You ain't Waaagh at all!"

Enraged, Bonebreaka shoved the enormous hand away with his Power Klaw and roared back as loudly as he could.

"What are you supposed to be?! How dare you yell at me!"

"I'm the strongest, most Waaagh Ork there is!"

Before he could finish, Bonebreaka was flung away like a Gretchin, spun madly through the void, and was hauled back again.

Still dizzy and disoriented, Bonebreaka was yanked back before he could react, followed by an even louder roar.

"You little git! You've been throwin' our names around all this time, and you don't even know who we are?!"

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