Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20171108094439/@comment-30488984-20171108203315

Aison sees the group of loyalists and notices the sister of battle turning towards him and Ceras. He unleashes a volley of his banestrike rounds at the loyalist librarian while he sprints away from the portal he emerged from to avoid the fire from the battle sister. He begins an incantation of Divine Shot so as to guide his bolt shells to hit home against the rival psyker. He uses his advanced helm's optic to try and figure out which of the loyalists is the group's leader so that he may butcher him next.

Ceras' comments are only met with his dark incantations, the words not gothic but a long lost language that sounds crude and alien.