Mareus led the way down the corridor, faint sounds of combat reflected in the various groaning and shaking of the ship, and the flickering of the overhead lights. He indicated a doorway ahead, the door itself hanging by a single hinge, and pockmarked with what looked like solid round impacts. "Through there, and another doorway on the far side, and the grotways are just past that."<br/><br/>He led the way into the room, which was full of assorted Xenos filth ... half eaten carcasses, broken weapons and armour and piles of rags that might be bedding, as well as a single ork body with an axe planted in its skull.<br/><br/>The team had barely entered the room when the doorway on the far side crashed open, and a mob of Orks hurtled through. From the lead ranks came a roar of "<strong>BEAKIES</strong>" and the mob charged.