Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20170510201147/@comment-32198720-20170613134340

Seeing the mortal run forward, Mycos advanced as well, watching in awe as the immense cannons laid waste to the buildings. Enemies though they were, they were entropy written on a massive scale, a counterargument to permanence.

Advancing, allowing his ceramite warplate and worm-swollen flesh to absorb the feeble attempts at return fire, Mycos walked forward with a terrifying tranquility, giving cover to the Skitarii and other mortal troops even as he cut down the enemy with boltgun and Crozius.

As amusing as it was to end the fragile lives of mortals however, Mycos was not distracted in his mission. A servant of the enemy, Tzeentch operated near. That servant would be taught the blasphemy of his false hope, and brought to the grim reality of Nurgle.

'We will kill the gunners and seize their weapon. Show them what it means to challenge the inevitable.'