Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20161215224219/@comment-1734134-20170331165128

The chain saw jams the claw mechanism, leaving it bound to your leg, but the bolter fire tears open the sentinel's front plate; revealing the confused face of the pilot.

The mechanism for the lift has been totally destroyed already, and the lift has already crashed. Rebel troopers move to surround you, drawing grenades and flamers.

From what you can see, rebel artillery has levelled much of the suburbs and widened the breach in the wall, with numerous rebel and loyalist troops lying sprawled across the waste. The vox crackles to life and the Captain's voice spills through,

"Mi'lord, I'm here."