"Hey traitor!! Where's the rest'a your army??"
Somewhere a Commissar facepalms... and it begins...
... Because as experienced Chaos / Cursed Founding players with an eye for the lateral,
Nick and I really know how to f**k up a battlefield.
"Oot! That pissed them off... Any more bright ideas??"
The terrible symphony peaks: twisting metal, the shrieking injured, explosions, thunderous robotic footfalls, grinding treads, plasma fire, and scuttling... This pleases the Chaos gods.
In one last fluffy twist, the Valkyries reduce the heretical dreadnoughts to pitted hulks as Kyoob can only watch...
"LON!! Hang on, buddy!"This was an exceptional game. We worked it out to a tie with a total of 18 kill points logged. Next week: the rematch!
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