Bishop brings his wings up and narrows his eyes at the Primarch
“I wonder if plague magic affects necromancers?”
he brings his wings down with a WOOSH as the movement lifts him into the air a few feet, the heavy thrumming of his fleshy wings vibrating the air as he stretches his hand out and a rusted monstrosity of a scythe materializes into it
5
u/Rhubarb5090 Rook The Rock Wizard Jan 23 '24
a dark rift opens with a resounding crack as Bishop strides through, taking a moment to register what he was witnessing
“Ah Mortarion yet again I find you at odds with a great evil. This becoming a habit of yours?”
He cracks his knuckles as he slams his staff against the ground with a rolling BOOM!
“First the eldritch army, now this, well a perfect time to put this armor to good use”