I tell tale of the Drowned Phyzann House Dusk Captain, with his sword drawn on Machine-spawn and Cabal and with our House, our Captain led against the Legion, Risen dead our foes ahead, Phyzann's call. But Drowned Phyzann had at his back betrayers lunging to attack and one, a sac-soft coward took sharpened knife and drove it through Phyzann's armor, and others too violence anew, empowered. But dead and still, a whisper came it spoke of terror, undone shame violet eyes aflame, Ether gone a tongue of fire, a screaming head a creature made of seething dread as it is said, Drowned Phyzann.