While war raged across the surface of Vigilus, the Skaven spread through the pla's crust like a galloping plague. Slave-Rats, wielding crude tools looted from the surface-dwellers, worked with frantic desperation to expand the scale of the Under-Empire.
Countless tunnels branched out from the primary nests in a claustrophobic web. Emboldened by their numbers, the Skaven began to raid the lower levels of the plaary hives with increasing audacity. Though rumors began to circulate among the hive-populace of upright, furred xenos stealing food-stores and dragging laborers into the dark, the authorities of Vigilus, besieged by Orks and the open rebellion of the Pauper Princes Genestealer Cult, had no time for such "fanciful" superstitions.
This ignorance was the fuel for the Skaven's proliferation.
Within the Breeding Pits, castrated rat-eunuchs moved silently, their maws gagged with iron bits to prevent them from cannibalizing the young. They tended to the Breeder Queens, mountainous mounds of pulsating flesh that served as the clan's biological engines.
"Squeak-chitter-squeak-squeak…"
The sound was a cacophony that would turn a mortal's stomach. In these vast, filthy chambers, flesh-pink pups as numerous as ants swarmed over the Queens, fighting for the teats that Clan Moulder's mutators had grafted across their entire distended abdomens.
The Queens were the ultimate sacrifices to the Under-Empire. The eunuchs placed massive vats of "slop
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