The Collected and Collated Annals of the battles, wars and conflicts of Aurish Prime: Part 2: Sakura

Sakura Drummer opened her eyes. Her head pounded , her body ached. She shifted her body, prone on the floor, and raised her hand to her face. Blood was starting to congeal in rivulets running from her nose, eyes and ears. Slowly, painfully, she pushed herself up. Wiping away blood and dust from her eyes, Sakura looked around her. The devastation was abhorrent. Those of the faith were scattered, dead, all around her. Discarded icons of the four armed emperor lay broken amidst the rubble; glassy, unblinking eyes looked out from broken faces; the shell of the Goliath Rockgrinder sat smoking in the middle distance, the grey air hiding the bodies of its crew. The Cult of Latent Salvation had been slaughtered.

Grunting with the pain, Sakura pushed herself to her feet. This was not the end of the uprising. No. This was the beginning. They could not give up; the freedom of the undertrodden and downcast was at stake.

As she steeled her resolve, she began to hear the song of the stargods. At that moment Sakura knew what she needed to do.

Sakura Drummer, Magus of the Cult of Latent Salvation, picked up her staff and dagger from underneath the eviscerated body of an acolyte beside her, and strode towards the underhive tunnel that lay before her...