The super heated blasts from Augur's plasma gun burnt through the bodies of every ork they came into contact with. Flesh and metal were vaporized and liquefied as if they were nothing at all. But even despite this fact the greenskins refused to fall back. As one ork fell to Augur's weapon, a gaping burnt hole in it's torso, another lunged at him. This one smart enough to use its own weapon as it charged. The crudely constructed pistol kicking in the beast's hand as it fired it's solid slugs at the guardsman.  While most of it's shots went wide one found it's mark impacting with Augur's armor and pushing through to his shoulder, a moment later the ork was on him. Swinging it's knife in a diagonal strike which didn't seem to be aimed at any specific part of Augur's body but rather simply at him.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The shotgun boomed and kicked in Pontius's hands as it discharged the first, and then second round at its target.  In such close quarters there was only one possible result; the double cones of metal tore into the greenskin and shredded it. The beast was blown off its feet and onto the ground. Dead without even time to react. Another ork ran right past Pantius as he lay on the floor, the xeno firing it's pistol at a guardsman with a plasma gun before moving in to close combat.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Inside the scope of Vixen's long-las the world outside of the small tunnel and cross-hairs seemed to cease to exist, the sounds of battle dimmed. The gunshots, shouts, and clash of weapons faded away. As she panned the battlefield she was treated to many different sights. The face of guardsman unlucky enough to be separated from his legs, the bulging almost inhuman bicep of an orgryn smashing it's weapon into the skull of an ork,  Pyrist Cain using his powers to kill xenos scum, and finally the body, and head Grimgul, the lead ork, as he did battle with the ogryn B.O.N.E. Head. She now needed but to rely on her skills, take the shot, and pray that it did not miss.<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>As Vixen attempted to line up her shot one of the lead ork's body guards seemed to finally take notice of her. Something clicked in the brute's head as it realized that she was a sniper. Bearing it's maw of teeth in challenge the xeno began to charge towards her. The autogun like weapon, a shoota in ork terms, in its hand began to chatter loudly as it attempted to kill Vixen. Its aim was horrible as shots spattered all around her, and Victor who was still kneeling near her and as fate would have it was between the sniper and her would be killer.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The commissar's blade struck true, driving into the side of the unsuspecting xeno. The arcane power coursing through the weapon serving to help the sword pierce armor and flesh as well as to instantly cauterize the wound. While many of the wounds that the massive ork had sustained thus far hadn't even been strong enough to truly register in it's brain, this one was. With a mixture of grunt and wordless roar Grimgul rounded on Aldous, his blade covered arm digging a large gash into the B.O.N.E. head as he did. What ever sense of 'sport' had been limiting Grimgul's actions was gone now, replaced with a simple mixture of pain and animal rage. Continuing the swipe that had torn into the ogryn, Grimgul drove his blade arm upwards in a vicious uppercut strike designed to rip the commissar in two from groin to skull.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>As the blow from the ork was about to connect the beast was struck by the first of what would most likely be many blasts of psychic power. Arcs of lighting coursed across it's body as the attacks of Pyrist made their mark. The ork stumbled to the side, reeling from the raw power of the psychic onslaught. Batting it's arms futilely as it tried to ward off the powers of the combat psyker.