Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25684606-20180802153703/@comment-25684606-20190307194244

Not a moment too early, as the Orks were upon him, those able simply marching over their burning, wildly flailing brethren or cutting them down to get through. His knife had little effect on the Xenos as they did not even feel the wounds it tore, though the Lightning Claws was a whole other deal. Regardless, the wide arcs he had to use left him open for counter attacks, of which there were plenty and he felt his Power Armor shudder under the impact of the deceptively brute melee weapons the Orks carried.

Similarly, the greenskins clashed into Kellen too many for him to cut down before they could unleash their bestial strength against him. Howling, they flung their bodies and Choppas against the Apothecary, each blow capable of tearing through a simple human. However, his Power Armor held true, at least for now.

His grenade failed to achieve any kill as the Xenos scattered on instinct, the shrapnel hardly enough to make them break their stride and almost as soon as he had raised his shield, they were upon him. The first few fell to his blade, but more were quickly in reach, more skilled or simply luckier than their brethren when it came to dodging his swings.

In a blinding flash of light, the barricade and its defenders sear away, opening an entrance into the building. However, by now the Space Marines had the Orks undivided attention, so none of the Greenskins actually bothered to invade their original target.

Tyberion cut down the first wave of attackers, but the length of his weapon left him open to those following behind and was quickly at the receiving end of a number of Choppas. Various signals flared up on his inner HUD, marking the spots in his Armor where the Xenos' weapons had found weaknesses.

The Captain and his companions absorbed the brunt of the attack, leaving Reus only a few, which were quick to cut down, leaving him in the position to break through and attack their back.