The victims of the Warp are many and varied. Since Galath fell in the City of the Swine Brother Asath has been plagued by Empyrean insects that writhe beneath the stern iron of his mask. No longer does his voice boom from its grill, replaced instead by the idiot buzzing of an invertebrate multitude. Yet he remains as effective in combat as he ever was and Valaghast believes that the clues to their return to power may be hidden amongst his gibbered lies.
Finished off another chaos marine for Squad Valaghast. Decided to push myself a little with the greenstuff work on his face and, although it falls a long way short of what those who’re more experienced with the medium are capable of producing, I see a definite improvement. As usual comments and feedback are welcome.