Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20161215224030/@comment-14745711-20161217221139

Rox calmly headshots a rebel carrying a grenade launcher, using Anvil's greater range and accuracy to pick him out from amongst the ranks of the enemy. A volly of rapid shots from Hammer forestalls any return fire, allowing him to duck behind the remains of one of the sand bag lines.

Between exchanges of fire he watches Pytor's bloody rampage through the enemy. 'Dear Emperor, he really is an astartes isn't he? I never thought I'd see one of them again before I died.' The unpleasant memories the realisation stirs in Rox, are cut off by Pytor's bellowing challenge.

Rox grins savagely under him steel mask. 'Brutal. But traitors deserve no less.'