Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20180205202802/@comment-30488984-20180306223143

Donning his helmet once again, Jarik looks for a place too dense for the tanks to follow. He trusts his men to complete their tasks but wonders if it would have proven different had he been supported by his squad of Sons of Horus instead. He puts aside such thoughts as he focusses on leading the wounded through the rubble. The pain in his body, though dreadfully painful, appears to be subsiding ever so slightly which he thanks the Emperor's genecrafting for.

Utilizing his vox to contact Anat,

"Raven Guard, any signs of our kin?"