Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20180205203006/@comment-25684606-20180612160401

Stunned, Consus swings his sword clumsily in wide arcs to keep his assailants at bay while he attempts to regain control over his suit. To be felled by a wicked Psyker...such a shame would be sure to stain his name forever.

Slowly regaining control, he staggered to cover and get an overview of the situation. The energy source had been destroyed...good. At least the objective had been fulfilled. What a foul victory it would be if he fell here now.