A towering citadel of black iron and jagged bone, bathed in the perpetual glow of blood-red braziers, where the air thrums with agonized shrieks and the clatter of blades. The very stones weep ichor, and the ground trembles beneath the ceaseless march of Khorne's chosen.
**The Screaming Spire** – A needle-like tower where captives are impaled on rotating hooks, their writhing bodies amplifying their torment into a deafening chorus for Khorne’s delight.
**The Bloodforges** – Furnaces fueled by sacrificial victims, where daemonsmiths hammer cursed weapons into existence, each strike punctuated by a dying scream.
**The Chains of the Damned** – A web of rusted chains stretching across chasms, each link fused to a sobbing soul, their collective weight holding the citadel’s bridges aloft.
**The Flesh-Grinder Pits** – Caverns where frenzied cultists rend prisoners apart with bare hands, their laughter drowned out by the victims’ gurgling pleas.
**The Bloodfont** – A pulsating wellspring of gore that never runs dry, tended by robed acolytes who drown dissenters in its frothing depths.
**The Howling Catacombs** – A labyrinth where the walls are made of compressed faces, their mouths stretched in silent screams that echo as whispers in the dark.