TE-003: Vizatha
"They say mages are getting rarer." The Star-witch stopped its work for a moment to look up at the ersatz expedition's technician, its hands pausing over the wards it was attempting to untangle, ghostly traceries of thaumic energy glowing like...
TE-002: Initiation
"Rise, Initiate Mox. " The Sectarch Priestess's words were soft but commanding as she spoke the kneeling spider's name. He looked up to meet her eyes, the millions of mirrored tiles that made up the temple's ceiling glittering...
TE-001: Six Minutes
Six minutes. The Legionary Esper was the last of her squadron now, her drones lay in tangled heaps of fused metal behind her, somewhere in the bloodied marble hallway outside the goddamn cleaning closet she was cowering in. Six minutes...