Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20170510201147/@comment-1734134-20170608225723

The men are beaten to death quickly, their feeble bodies shattered by your melee attacks, leaving you alone in the steel chamber. You struggle to recall where the Servitor had taken your equipment, but it can't be far. Alarms blare outside, as does the sound of boots stamping. The doors slide open, renegade guard standing outside, their weapons raised at you. Their fire patters against your armour, leaving the guard to fall behind cover, the hallway outside the steel chamber as wide as a street.