Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20180205202802/@comment-1734134-20180504112436

The squad comes to a halt, holding position as they search the walls and floors for holes and crevices. It appears the chamber is riddled with them, and the sound of the clatter of the creature’s mandibles and claws upon the resin surface. The sound has multiplied and echoes through the chamber. As Anat draws his scanner, it lights up with signatures – not just around the Astartes but below and above them – and closing fast.