Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20171101093641/@comment-8397818-20171218222225

"It seems that you have overused your gift, as a result you ended up here."

"Regroup!" - Ceras ordered the remaining kill-sqaud members over the vox-catser.

His ears caught the sound of the incoming enemy.

"Our assault is failing, we must find a safer position to outlive his steel-skined minions."

Ceras was wary about touching the sorcerer, yet he had little to no choice. His troops will not be able to carry the sorcerer away, even if they try to. And without the assistance of the psyker, he will face demise sooner or later. He took the risk.

He supported Alpha with his own weight. He let the sorcerer lean on him while he held him beneath his left arm. With his free and unwounded, Ceras held his bolt pistol in case if he will need hold off the enemy. They made their way to the nearest cover.