By C. L. Werner
The Skulltaker is a feared champion of Khorne, a lone warrior of hideous energy and gear who kills all who lie in his path. Blood for the Blood God tells the story of this terror of the north, as he stalks his prey with an iron selection and a dismal purpose.
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