Lukovus squatted on the broken battlements and looked at the sky.
He could hear his brothers eating the Eldar corpses behind him, but he took no part in it himself.
He had eaten their flesh before and did not force himself to repeat the experience because their blood was thin and sour and their skin was not as salty as human flesh.
The leader of the Weeping Eye was unsure where these Eldar came from, and although he kept vigil to the sky and refused to go underground, he saw no sign of the alien landing craft.
Yet they kept appearing, here and there, moving behind crumbling walls or appearing on fallen spires.
The prison fortress stretched for several kilometers in all directions, and he knew his birds of prey could not cover all the ground on their own, even though he tried hard to drive them away.
What confused him the most was that the aliens didn't seem to send the numbers he expected. They originally had enough ships to deploy an army on the ground.
Instead, he witnessed Eldar squads entering the prison and massacring the hapless criminals and Imperial jailers.
So he was meditating, the thrusters on his back whining sympathetically.
Suddenly, a bloody eye looked up from its meal, and the raptor breathed slowly, sucking in unhealthy air through the grille of its mouth and taking another breath of mist.
"I saw something."
The bloody eye said.
"More Eldar?"
Lukovus stopped thinking and turned to ask.
"A shadow within another shadow, there."
Blood Eye pointed at the protruding part of a dilapidated stone building.
"...It seems like there are a lot of things."
Lukovus turned his head and looked around, and immediately felt that his throat was so painful that it seemed like it was going to split.
An Eldar was kneeling on a wall 200 meters away, holding a crescent-shaped sword in one hand, and huge eagle wings rising in an arc from his shoulder blades.
Along with the sound of crying that echoed through the sky, four more winged figures appeared there, each squatting on the top of a broken tower or a broken wall.
"The Eyes of Weeping Blood."
Lukovus whispered to his relatives.
"Finally, I found some prey worth hunting."
In the warrior way of the Eldar, there is a special branch called the Soaring Eagle, which is a warrior that emphasizes high mobility and represents the hunting bird in the ancient Eldar legends.
The ancient Ada people believed that the souls of murdered Ada people would enter the flying eagle and hover over the killer's head, so the flying eagle became a symbol of judgment for crimes.
The Soaring Eagle warriors are equipped with complex flying wing equipment to allow them to enter the winning point of the battlefield and provide fire support. Their flying wings are composed of vibrating feather discs and small anti-gravity suspension devices connected together. They fly
The speed makes them look like a blur of color.
Like the Wailing Banshee, the Soaring Eagle sacrifices defense for mobility, and their armor can only protect against minor damage.
The weapons of the Soaring Eagles are mainly high-rate pulse laser guns, which make them good at dealing with light infantry. It is also worth noting that they are also equipped with cleverly designed grenade launchers fixed on their legs, allowing them to fly
Sometimes you can bomb the enemy.
In addition, they will be equipped with wire grenades (a grenade used to disable electronic equipment and energy systems) to paralyze vehicles.
Faced with the provocation of the raptors, the eagles responded with screams for screams and blades with blades.
The Eye of Weeping Blood rushed into the air on the roaring propeller, and as it chased its prey, the sky was filled with dirty exhaust gas.
Eldar in sky-blue armor responded to the hateful screams with their own battle-crys - each a shrill cry of contempt.
This is an ugly fight.
The Eldar fled first, followed closely by the raptors.
Most of the aliens are armed with slender, tapered laser rifles that shoot out radiant energy.
They needed some distance to use them, and the raptors fired back with short-range bolt pistols from the sky, a desperate wail of crashing and slashing echoing through the sky.
The first one to fall from the sky was the raptor Zeke.
Lukovus heard the sounds of death—a choking gargle and throat cracking from bloody lungs, followed by the corkscrew sound of an engine stalling.
Seeing Zeke's body falling on the uneven ground, Lukovos felt his tongue hurt and his mouth was filled with a fishy smell.
Lukovus had spent many twisted years with him since the first night of the Siege of Terra.
Seeing such a noble soul being hurt by the alien's filth, he was so angry that he spit.
The Eldar leaned back, her eagle wings vibrating to the rhythm of the melody - she flipped through the air, swooping with the true grace of a bird of prey.
Lukovus followed her, the engine roaring, and the smoke he exhaled contrasted with the opponent's slide.
Every time, what he cut with his claws was nothing more than air, while the strange female dog jumped to avoid it and flew with her back hunched over.
"Damn it!"
The raptor let out a scream of frustration that he could no longer suppress.
Either the tilt of her crested helm ruptured her eardrums, because she ignored it completely, and the Eldar flew higher, spinning in the air, the blade trailing a cloud of electric fire.
Blood-eyed Lukovus chased her, his long fangs screaming like engines of protest.
Finally, Lukovus caught him with a sudden change of speed, grabbing the alien's wings from behind.
The sharp claws split open the alien forged material, and with another cry, she twisted her body in the air, picked up the sword and tried to fight back the raptor.
Lukovus dodged her sword, and with his free hand ripped off her helmet, grabbed her by the throat, and lifted her high in his arms.
Another precious second passed.
"Good night, my dear."
He said to her face, licking her blood-stained face with his barbed tongue under the alien girl's disgusted gaze.
Then Lukovus smiled and let her go, letting her fall from the sky and become a mirror of Zeke's shameful death.
When the alien's body fell to the ground, Lukovus also fell heavily to the ground.
He walked up to her and noticed blood seeping from several of her armor joints, and then the raptor rolled the eagle's body with its talons.
Her slanted eyes, lifeless as sapphires, stared upward into the gray sky.
Lukovus noticed that she wore a smooth red gemstone on her chest, which he had heard the Emperor's Children's raptors call the "Soul Stone."
Then he tore the gem from the Eldar's armor and swallowed it whole.
Lukovus hoped that her immortal soul would enjoy its fate and live forever in his intestines.
At this time, there was a bang and a heavy object fell behind Lukovus.
He turned around and saw the raptors falling from the sky one after another, blood spraying into the sky.
Lukovus realized that something had destroyed them.
"Soul Hunter."
Lukovus opened the communicator. Due to the distortion of the distance, the prophet's voice was defective.
"I hear you, Lukovus."
"The Eyes of Weeping Blood are dead, and I am the last one."
He heard Talos snort vigorously.
"I'm sorry to hear that, brother, will you come down with us?"
The raptor raised his head, and dark clouds gathered above his head - he could feel something approaching him quickly.
"No, I can't leave for now. Something is coming. Talos, take care of yourself."