Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25684606-20180802153703/@comment-25684606-20181201165201

Not even a block later, the sceneray had changed drastically. The buildings they passed were ravaged, all windows shattered and their frames burnt out after internal fires. Oily smoke wavered through the streets, eventually growing so thick that the sky above them was obscured by the stinking plumes. The noise of gun fire and orkish war chants grew louder with every step, though their exact sources remained obscure for a few minutes longer.

They street they headed down eventually ended in front of a makeshift barricade, as the buildings on each side had collapsed to block the path ahead. The debris piled up to several feet over the Marines' head and from beyond it, the dim sounds of active fighting were picked up by their vox-receivers. Crackling LasGun fire and curtly yelled orders were answered by guttural Xeno growls and the splattering sound of crude guns being fired.