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The Changer of Ways' power is indeed strong; The past, present and future align to form a new commander for my forces; Forces now augmented by Chaos Space Marines.
The PsyKing gestured behind him, to the damaged essence of the Blademaster, and Torquen's power suit and Daemon Blade, recovered after the battle.
Rise, Mortragor, King of the Blades. Marshal me an army worthy of Tzeentch!
The PsyKing gestured behind him, to the damaged essence of the Blademaster, and Torquen's power suit and Daemon Blade, recovered after the battle.
Rise, Mortragor, King of the Blades. Marshal me an army worthy of Tzeentch!
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Metal storm shells and frag grenades preceeded Sergeant Nessel's return to the hydranium. Protected by the lethal hail of his battle brother's covering fire, the Traitor Legionaire opened up with the flamer. Jets of burning promethium jetted towards protected areas, forcing the hiding soldiers to burn or rise up and be cutdown. The promethium floated in the air, creating floating globes and streaming rivers of fire. The Legionaire smiled behind his helmet. This was more like it.
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There was no chance of getting to the Inquisition ship in time to help from the ground. However, given the layers of deception that continued to be unveiled, this might be for the best. A mostly healed and newly supplied Chapel took up position guarding the interior of the Mechanicus temple, after all if some poxy bastard Eldar could make it in undetected, they definitely needed the help. For a moment, he considered alerting the hierarchy of his own presence, but decided against it. Of course, mainly he was hiding in here to avoid Skorn's well deserved wrath at having missed two more major brawls watching out for him, but he rationalised the fact that he wasn't even letting his own side know where he was as a ploy to prevent traitors from succeeding, yeah! If only he could even half convince himself of his own bullshit, he might be able to keep a straight face when questioned by others.

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Cold. So very cold. Lilith was cutting off his regenerative powers, leaving him to endure the trauma and shock without any compensation from his system. He anchored his remaining leg around a stanchion, lifting the hellgun to his shoulder. He'd promised to protect her, and so he would, or die in the effort.
But Emperor be damned, couldn't she have passed out somewhere else?
But Emperor be damned, couldn't she have passed out somewhere else?
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Pater was tired, so very tired. The adrenaline rush was taking it's toll, he was running out of Psycannon ammo, and there was a Traitor Marine with a fragging flamer!
He quickly concentrated, peered inside the Flamer, pinched off a crucial valve... It exploded.
Now to deal with the crispy and pissed-off Chaos Space Marine.
He quickly concentrated, peered inside the Flamer, pinched off a crucial valve... It exploded.
Now to deal with the crispy and pissed-off Chaos Space Marine.
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Nessel howled, the speakers built into his armour turning it into an angry roar. A lung and one of his hearts had been damaged by the hellgun shots and he was now covered with burning promethium. His rage and frustration increased to uncontrollable levels. With a howl he bounded foreward with his chainsword raised to strike down his foes.
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Nathan put anotyher plasmashot ninto the trator Legionaire.He was feeling woozy from blood loss .Hre had two more aces up his sleve but was afraid of using them too soon.He picked up a fallen troopers Hellgun and added his fore to Prius`s
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Nessel's helmut was up to the task of deflecting las fire, but the neck ring was not. The effects of the inquisitor's accuracy was devestating. Tissue exploded as Pater's shots ripped open the legionaire's throat to the bone. Not even their augmented physiologies could allow them survive such a wound. Geysering blood out of the hole in his armour, the traitor staggered foreward. Prius's hellgun blasts seared divots into his armour, but failed to impact on his weakened chest plate. His chainsword raised up and came crashing down with lightning speed. Pater fell back and the blade chewed deckplates. The traitor raised the blade and fell as consciousness left him.
The surviving two legionaires coldly evaluated the situation. The defenders were too strong. It was deeply humiliating to retreat in battle against mere humans, but these maggots were too much for only two remaining forces. Better to come back in strength.
The surviving two legionaires coldly evaluated the situation. The defenders were too strong. It was deeply humiliating to retreat in battle against mere humans, but these maggots were too much for only two remaining forces. Better to come back in strength.
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The Traitor Legionaires spoke in debased Gothic. Their master had not been pleased to hear of the Legion's losses, but to retreat when so close to finishing them off was unthinkable. Death was not the end, this the Black Legionaires knew, and it had been made clear that the powers would be displeased if they failed. Their lord had made clear that they would not have a chance to redeam themselves. Beside, there were only three fighters left. What marine could not defeat a mere human one on one?
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Retreat? Oh, he wanted a piece of them so badly. The bastards took his leg, damn thing's floating around in there... he thought he could see it drifting by.
Take their damned heads, that would show them what a true servant of the Emperor could do, oh yes.
Obedience! The word flashed in his mind, a memory of harsh training. We follow orders, all orders given to us by our superiors, lest we become nothing more than degenerate heretics.
"I can still move," he gasped out. "And I can still fight. Where do you want me?"
Take their damned heads, that would show them what a true servant of the Emperor could do, oh yes.
Obedience! The word flashed in his mind, a memory of harsh training. We follow orders, all orders given to us by our superiors, lest we become nothing more than degenerate heretics.
"I can still move," he gasped out. "And I can still fight. Where do you want me?"
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A hail of bolter fire signaled the return of the Black Legion. Two covered their battle brother as he dashed towards cover, firing from the hip. Another volley served to cover the advance of another battle brother as he dashed off to find cover on the opposite side. Another leap frog or two and they would have the inquisitors caught in a crossfire.
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He declamped his boot and kicked off to the side as the hail of bolter fire erupted from the other side of the hydroponics facility, banging into the wall and clamping his boot to it. Reaching down, he snagged a fresh power pack from a corpse and rammed it home.
Come taste the Emperor's wrath, you bastards.
Come taste the Emperor's wrath, you bastards.
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Bolts slammed into the wall near Prius, peppering the commissar with shrapnel. The legionaires tossed a grenade his way as the commissar ducked back behind cover. Another legionaire leap frogged foreward, his bolter vomtiing fire as he ran to the next piece of cover. It would be all over in a few more moments.
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" retreat? Retreat??? HELL We just GOT here"
Nathan stggered up as his eyes started to glow " You bastard traitors you think you are so fucking hot since you once severved the Emperor!!!!Well I have news for you I saw him as well "
Prius and Pater could feel the power Nathan was pulling into himself, his force fields absorbing the shots directed at him.
"I served him ,I met him ,I spoke to him and I know he weeps tears of sorrow for what YOUR Jelaosy did to the Imperium .and he weeps tears of rage for what he will Do...through.....MEEEEEE"
Nathan screamed as he unleashed a bolt of pure psychic force at both marines leapfroging twoards there position,and he collapsed bonelessy fully spent after firing it off.
Nathan stggered up as his eyes started to glow " You bastard traitors you think you are so fucking hot since you once severved the Emperor!!!!Well I have news for you I saw him as well "
Prius and Pater could feel the power Nathan was pulling into himself, his force fields absorbing the shots directed at him.
"I served him ,I met him ,I spoke to him and I know he weeps tears of sorrow for what YOUR Jelaosy did to the Imperium .and he weeps tears of rage for what he will Do...through.....MEEEEEE"
Nathan screamed as he unleashed a bolt of pure psychic force at both marines leapfroging twoards there position,and he collapsed bonelessy fully spent after firing it off.
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