Ellu-Ḫari at work:
a short by Reximan87.

The Detective walks towards the blood bath, he’s had his doubts about how everything was so “perfect” into being a slaughter, he walks towards a blood pool, dips his fingers into it and then brings it towards his face.

“Smells… sweet?”

Confounded he takes a taste.

“This tastes sweet… there’s no Iron in this blood!”

He finally clicks in the conclusion.

“This is syrup, this blood bath has no single drop of blood! By the Wrath of Khorne!”

Within the Detective arose two feelings. One was inquisiveness into why would someone frame a blood bath with fake blood. The other was anger. Anger because there was a blood debt to the Blood God and by Kharn’s Fury he will cover that debt before the night’s over!

Blood for the Blood God, he muttered to himself before starting the hunt.