Da Big Dakka, An Ufthak Blackhawk novel (Hardback)
Ufthak Blackhawk reckons he’s in for it. Da Meklord has summoned him, and the Gargantsmasha just knows his boss wants to kick his teef in and be down with it…
Out of options, Ufthak leads his Waaagh! through the mysterious webway, to a place where kunnin’, sneakin’ and thinkin’ are the name of the game. A place with little truck for muscle and brawn: Commorragh, the Dark City.
In the teeming flesh-pits of the drukhari, where kabals and haemonculus covens pump psychic viscera into the warp, Ufthak is thrown into gladiatorial combat against the maters of pain themselves, and soon finds himself up against an archon who will stop at nothing to prove she deserves to rule the Dark City - even if it means bringing Commorragh down around her. But the drukhari are about to discover that while orks may be simple, very little about them is ever straightforward.
Ufthak Blackhawk reckons he’s in for it. Da Meklord has summoned him, and the Gargantsmasha just knows his boss wants to kick his teef in and be down with it…
Out of options, Ufthak leads his Waaagh! through the mysterious webway, to a place where kunnin’, sneakin’ and thinkin’ are the name of the game. A place with little truck for muscle and brawn: Commorragh, the Dark City.
In the teeming flesh-pits of the drukhari, where kabals and haemonculus covens pump psychic viscera into the warp, Ufthak is thrown into gladiatorial combat against the maters of pain themselves, and soon finds himself up against an archon who will stop at nothing to prove she deserves to rule the Dark City - even if it means bringing Commorragh down around her. But the drukhari are about to discover that while orks may be simple, very little about them is ever straightforward.
Ufthak Blackhawk reckons he’s in for it. Da Meklord has summoned him, and the Gargantsmasha just knows his boss wants to kick his teef in and be down with it…
Out of options, Ufthak leads his Waaagh! through the mysterious webway, to a place where kunnin’, sneakin’ and thinkin’ are the name of the game. A place with little truck for muscle and brawn: Commorragh, the Dark City.
In the teeming flesh-pits of the drukhari, where kabals and haemonculus covens pump psychic viscera into the warp, Ufthak is thrown into gladiatorial combat against the maters of pain themselves, and soon finds himself up against an archon who will stop at nothing to prove she deserves to rule the Dark City - even if it means bringing Commorragh down around her. But the drukhari are about to discover that while orks may be simple, very little about them is ever straightforward.
