❰❰ SAVE ❱❱
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❰❰ SAVE ❱❱ sender saves receiver’s life
They were in talks again, Heliinx and the leader of Spittail. Like any wise skaven, the Grey Seer wasn’t alone. She was with her guard, a claw of about eighty watchful Albino Stormvermin. At least that’s how she might have described them, had it been one of them to spot the assassin perched on a vantage point behind them and not the Warlord.
For a reason she couldn’t divine, the other Skaven had saved her life. Thrown one of his many weapons straight into the chest of her would-be killer and all the assembled rats watched his corpse tumble and finally fall from where he skulked. Heliinx looked at Screas and then glared at her guard.
“... Heliinx think-think she might need to replace these rats. Perhaps this batch of white-fures is blind. Useless, stupid-meat!” She kicked the nearest Albino Ratmen, even though the attack from the she-rat couldn’t have possibly hurt a skaven so large. Screas would no doubt be lauding this over her later and she curled her lip at him.
“ Good to see-know someone here has working eyes. Clan Reave is in your debt-debt, Warlord.”
Clan Reave...and not her.