Fire Hands

The damned warrior, for it and its kindred were certainly thus, placed its hand upon the Guardsman’s head.
‘Only in death…’ it uttered in a sepulchral voice that seemed to emanate from inside Hersk’s head and not the warrior’s skeletal vox-grille.
Understanding, Hersk closed his eyes and as he muttered the benediction of Saint Nadalya one final time, he surrendered to the fire.



Votum Infernus