Epitome Of War

Epitome of War
Epitome of War is the living incarnation of the war god, an ancient being of stone, magma, and fire awakened by Red Witch Voidstalker Prime’s final bloody sacrifice when the temple of Axalon stood alone. Now it walks across the planet as an unstoppable doom, turning jungles to ash and offering the blood of orks, humans, outsiders, and all living things to the altar of war.

Files Included
The miniature consists of 29 parts and includes 10 options and 3 assembly variants.
Base not included.
Ready to print.
All parts have been prepared and tested for 3D printing.

Description
Epitome of War is neither a statue, nor a relic, nor a weapon in any ordinary sense. It is the living embodiment of the war god, an ancient entity of burning stone, magma, and fire, awakened when the temple of Axalon had no defenders left. Molten metal flows through its cracked body instead of blood, heat pours from its wounds, and every step leaves trails of burning iron upon the sacred stones. Once, it was the final legend of the Starborn Ancients, a forbidden instrument spoken of by the matriarchs of the Voidstalkers only through silent rites. Now the legend has risen from the altar.

When Red Witch Voidstalker Prime realized she was alone, that the Voidstalkers Squad had vanished into the fracture and the ork commandos were drawing ever closer to the sacred weapon of the war god, she performed the final ritual. The great warrior of the temple offered a bloody sacrifice, surrendering her pain, her fury, and part of her immortal essence to awaken what should never have awakened. The altar split apart, the stone began to breathe, magma flared beneath ancient runes, and from the heart of the shrine rose the Epitome of War — a sentence given the shape of a warrior.

But this weapon knows no loyalty, mercy, or restraint. Its awakening condemns the entire planet to ruin, because the war god does not distinguish between invaders and defenders, saints and defilers, orks and humans. To it, there is only the enemy, only blood, and only endless offering. Its approach turns jungles into burning wastelands, ancient trees ignite like dry grass, rivers boil, and temple stones melt beneath its tread. Its cry kills every living thing around it, breaking hearts, burning lungs, and leaving behind only silence, ash, and scorching air.

Now the Epitome of War walks across Axalon, and there is no one left to stop it. Its blade leaves no survivors, its rage knows no end, and every death becomes another sacrifice to the war god. Orks, humans, outsiders, sisters, monsters from Mastermind’s laboratory — all will be destroyed if they stand in its path. Red Witch Voidstalker Prime saved the shrine, but the price of that salvation is more terrible than any defeat. She released the final will of the war god into the world, and now all of Axalon must bring its blood to his altar.