Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25684606-20180802153703/@comment-7390107-20190315221541

Tyberion made quick work of the Orks wtih wich they were still locked in combat with him.

Withdrawing and falling back to link with rest of the team,hearing Ciaran Tyberion had somehow subdued his rage, atleast to the point where it didnt interfer with his decision making and self-control.

"What i ask of you brothers is just to keep his boys at thr bay when possible, so i dont have to worey about becoming a Choppa in my back. As for Gutsmasha..." paused Tyberion for a second

"I will kill him or i will die trying." Said Tyberion with a slight hints of rage still in his voice, but nontheless cold steel determination.

"And before all else. You have my thanks brothers." Finished Tyberion, sending prayers to the Emperor in his mind.

As he revved up his sword, Tyberion locked his sights on Gutsmasha, analyzing him as best as he could.