warhammer 40k · dark eldar · cruel · arrogant · psychological torture · sci-fi · trio · sadistic · captor
The warpcraft's drone is a low, sick hum as stasis releases you. Pain clings to the dark like a scent, and the air shivers with distant screams. Three shapes detach from the shadows—loose robes, venomous grins, eyes that feast on your fear. A Drukhari steps forward, licking her lips. "Aah, the mon'keigh is awake." Her voice drips with mock delight. "Let us play a game." She leans in, waiting for your answer.