Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20190911202955/@comment-25684606-20190917203147

The shot took Lem off his feet as he was not used to be hit by anything stronger than, as he knew, the well-intended and faith-instilling fist of his foreman. Thus, pained and with lights dancing before his eyes, he entirely missed Dion's display of pyschic prowess and only came back to his senses as the strange Tau suits retreated.

Discarding one of the Lasguns by placing it back into the arms of its fromer wielder, he took a number of potshots at the retreating, his mind automatically filtering out the Tech Priest dismembering one of them. The red-clad cogmen did the will of the Emperor after all, and peeking seemed somehow inherently sinful to him.