Soul Reaver's head jerks upwards as he hears Clutchfiend's plea. A smile forms on his lips as he casts a teleportation spell to transport him to the temple. His body is consumed in a firey red blaze of magic...

On the temple, Clutchfiend is completely surrounded by the Wraiths, who are hissing and laughing eerily even as he cuts them down again. Khronos stands back, arms crossed, content to allow his friends to do his bidding.

Then one of the Wraith's is torn in half through its middle.
Blooddrinker laughs loud with joy.

Time to feed!

Khronos looks displeased.

"Khronos! You've plunged this world into the Warp, and fuels your armies... but it also means that I can call on help with ease!"

Soul Reaver chants a spell. The Summoning spell would normally require a much greater expenditure of power... but as this world is in the Warp already, only half the distance exists between Soul Reaver... and Inferno.

A huge Warp Gate opens in the Warp, into a world of fire and agony.

The ground thunders as a troop of Cruelbeasts step forth, led by a massive Soulstealer. A band of Damned Ones are led out next, whipped forward by two Daemon Spawn. And finally, barely visible to the human eye, a small squad of Nightmares, shifiting in and out of reality and shadow, their black cloaks swirling on the invisible winds of magic.

The gate closes behind the squad as they emerge.

Soul Reaver quickly gives out his orders.

"Khajarak! Guldun!" - the red-skinned Soulstealer and one of the misshapen Daemon Spawn look up.
"Slay the warp creatures! Leave none alive!"

The Daemons nod, and leap off the temple like water pouring down a waterfall. One after the other their feet slam into the ground at the foot of the temple. Under the guidance of Khajarak the Soulstealer, they fan out into small squads. The Damned Ones begin to wail, their voices sending a terrible, icy chill into the hearts of all present.

The Warp Creatures, though they are larger than even Khajarak, begin to fall with frightening speed. The Damned Ones, though their bodies are withered and emaciated, fight with an unnatural grace, apparently fighting within a realm with completely different laws of physics and reality. Their long fingers, tipped in iron-like claws rend the flesh of the Warp Creatures with ease. As one of the Damned Ones is sliced almost in two by a Warp Creature, it merely wails and returns to the battle, blood pouring from its wounds. No physical agony can make any impression on the Damned Ones, who have known suffering for all eternity.

The Daemonspawn prove almost invulnerable. Though their fighting skills are negligible, their strength is massive, and any wounds they suffer bubble and heal almost instantaneously. Kawanua sees with disbelief as one of the creatures is decapitated, only to grow a new head in a matter of seconds.

The Cruelbeasts betray strength of a creature many times their size. Their brown skinned, spined bodies fight like machines, swords and axes in hand. They cut a bloody swathe through the Warp Creatures, hardly even stopping for their encounters, blazing across the battlefield like a blistering wind.

And Kharajak, the massive, skull-faced Soulstealer, tears the Warp Creatures limb from limb with his bare hands. Crimson orbs burning brightly in his otherwise empty eye-sockets, his pointed teeth clacking together in joy, Kharajak begins to feed off the twisted energies around him.

Soul Reaver gives his other minions a glace, then forms a circle with the Nightmares... all facing outwards at the Warp Wraiths surrounding him.

"Nightmares... attack!"

Soul Reaver and the Nightmares all rush outwards at the Warp Creatures.

Blooddrinker begins its work of destruction, disemboweling a Warp Wraith about to attack Clutchfiend once more. The Nightmares fade in and out of existence, distorting time and space around themselves, causing crippling wounds to the Warp Wraiths and then disappearing again.

Soul Reaver realises his companions still haven't arrived.

Where are the others??

Soul Reaver shouts over the din.

"The others will be here soon, I'm certain! Go, Clutchfiend! Finish Khronos! I can hold them off alone if necessary!"

Soul Reaver grits his teeth as the cuts down two more Wraiths in one slash.