Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-33521582-20180324203957/@comment-33521582-20180403111224

Blood and ichor bloom from the backs and heads of a dozen of the creatures lunging at Othmar as the bolt pistol rounds find their marks, tearing through sinew and muscle before exploding with wet noises. One of the beings rams into Othmar's ceramite clad shoulder, stopping violently, before being crushed mercilessly by a swing of the Crozius. As the creatures keep swarming, he lays about with shattering blows from the bloody sign of his office, the Aquila on his chest subjected to a continous splattering of monster blood.

Drew hits the mass of charging insectoids, sending a few flying like a wrathfull hammer sending sparks from the anvil. Chainsword revving and bolt pistol flaring, he slashes and blasts at the foul beings that begin to swarm around him, their claws tearing into the chinks of his armour, leaving wide furrows on its surface, and pushing against him from all sides.

Alexus calmly braces his legs, brings up the targeting HUD in his helmet's visor, and sights on the rolling mass of metal-like chitinous armour. The Multimelta lets out a growl that steadily rises in pitch until it becomes a fast whir, and it lets loose its lethal payload. Alexus would later recall the events in a peculiar order, the other Astartes weren't too clear on what had happened, as he is sure the whole cave became silent upon firing. Creatures moved and shots flew, but with no noise whatsoever. Sparks flew, coruscating, from the spherical creatures carapace as the Multimelta did its terrible work, before penetrating the thick armor. Alexus is pretty sure about the next part: the cave exploded. With a deafening sound and a brutal concussion, the armoured monster conflagrated, annihilating any nearby abominations and opening a massive crater in the chambers floor, as well as in its ceiling.

Zhevordus' shot hits squarely between two of the lumbering, armoured spheres. After a brief moment of expectation, the creatures' roll is inverted, and they are crushed against each other, traping several smaller beings between them. Although not destroyed, the plates are badly deformed, having lost the almost perfect geometric shape of before. Swarms of the smaller monsters try to race away from the site, even as the anomaly pulls them in, leaving their claws scraping against the cavern floor, throwing up sparks uselessly.

Sergeant Invexus holds his ground against the tide, slamming the humanoid insects aside with his Stormshield, even as he demolishes others with fell swings from his Thunder hammer. "Brothers!" he cries, "do not let the large armoured Xenos approach us!" His Thunder hammer is spraying ichor as he crushes the beings into pulp against floor an walls. "Brothers Castelo, Klepacki, and Sun'Koryu, target those flyers!" One of the larger, hulking humanoids slams into the Stormshield and ricochets away. "Brother Ferran! Where are you going? Get back to the bottleneck before you are overwhelmed!"

The other Astartes in the kill-team follow the Sergeant's orders, dropping to one knee and targeting the leaping creatures that are now gliding en masse towards your position. They start dropping from the air as bolter shells erupt in their guts, blowing appart their wings, or propelling them into one another with shrieks of fury and agony.

The swarm of being keeps coming, crashing into Sergeant Invexus, Othmar, and Drew, claws digging deep into armour, fanged mouths slavering against chestplates or helmets, heedless of death. The gliding creatures steadily near, and the closest start loosing strange, spike-like proyectiles at Zhevordus and Alexus, too far as of yet to do much harm, but leaving small dents in their armour. Two of the hulking spheres continue their approach, inexorable.