Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20170510201147/@comment-30488984-20170726194523

Karliel groans, getting up slowly. His weapons scattered around the room and his armor severely dented in several places. Taking off his helmet, he falls back onto his knees catching his breathe. His face looks bruised with blood coming from his mouth and nose while his one good eye is shut. However, with the sound of the thud, he opens his eye, seeing the other Astartes arrival, and forces himself back onto his feet with a grunt of effort. Picking up the power axe that he had dropped nearby with his right hand, he holds him abdomen with his left, then stumbles towards the Ogryn, ignoring everything around him.

"This kill....is....mine." He states in between heavy breathing.

He occasionally falls onto a single knee, having to rest but his determination to see the creature's head hanging from the hooks on his belt is driving him onward. He falls to his knees next to the beast's head, raises his axe above his head with both hands, and slam it down on the neck of the beast.