Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20180205203006/@comment-27084731-20180417054826

"By your command" Xylius said. Xylius and his small fireteam from before then managed to inch and postioned themselves on the nearby rubble he then clicked twice on the vox signalling they are ready. His sights was the nearest alien desecrating a marines body while the rest on his team aimed on the others that are carrying weapons with them. He looked at the alien seemingly scrounging the marines body and steadied himself, as if feeling the cold bolter beyond his armored fists, "it shall be the first to die when the order comes" he thought to himself, he then steadied he's breathing, his posture and aimed, ready to fire.