Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20170510201346/@comment-1734134-20170618003738

Your teleport fails to carry you anywhere, the tech far too damaged at this point to allow you even a small amount of movement, but the psychic fear mustered by your allies certainly scares off the weaker creatures, the larger creature instead delivering a harsh kick to your faceplate, smashing one of your eye lenses. Rowan’s grenade and your own go off simultaneously, racking your body and armour with a furious blast that shatters your other eye lenses and leaves your frame scorched and battered, as well as leaving one of the larger mutants in an even worse state. But the other larger beasts let you mewl on the ground as they move to intercept Rowan.

Your men do what they can to follow your orders, though the Chimera keeps its distance as it tries to draw the buggies from your comrades, they simply pull back to the encampment as anti-tank teams move forward. Your own mortar fire is replied to with multi-gun batteries, the loud crackle of explosives filling the air right above you as hot shards of shrapnel and explosive descend upon you. More mutants and rebels surge out from the encampment.