Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20170909231230/@comment-1734134-20171216001634

The Ogryn's stagger and tumble, collapsing into the earth, covering the floor in oil like blood that stinks of prometheum - though the Skitarii are able to avoid much of Verian's fire.

Bolter rounds slam into the hull of the sleek daemon engine, but despite the craters left in its frame, it seems unfazed. It continues advancing, raising its right arm, its nimble fingers really a set of highly modified digital weaponry. A powerful beam of pure, searing white light darts from the tip of the extended digit, aimed straight at Verian.

The Battle Sister is able to evade the Daemon-engine's gaze and the attention of the other heretical machines as she creeps up on the Daemon engine. It moves past her, bringing up its left arm and revealing another set of digital weaponry.

There's no barrels, nor any unstable ground, though the drug-cocktail driving the Ogryn's appears to be quite flammable.