Daughters of Khaine

The Daughters of Khaine move with quicksilver speed, carving into enemies like a whirlwind of steel. As blades flash, the she-aelves shed their visage of cold and distant beauty, their ecstatic faces alight with each fresh kill. To them the clash of arms is the height of their religion, holy rites practised and perfected with all the considerable skill and grace of aelf-kind. As blood is spilled, shrill dedications to Khaine ring out, and with each gore-splattered offering the Daughters rapturously grow in power and fury. In their frenzy, Khaine's worshippers are closest to their divinity, invigorated by his iron-hearted spirit and insatiable bloodlust. True to their merciless god, the Daughters of Khaine continue the slaughter until every last foe has fallen.