<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=288217.msg14256773#msg14256773">Quote from: HairyHeretic on 07-07-2018, 01:17:35</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Dropping beneath the Nob's wild swing, Steinolfs blade bit deeply, the adamantine teeth of his chainblade tearing through muscle and bone alike. The Ork roared, a mixture of pain and surprise, as it's right leg flies away, and it collapses to the ground. It flails around for a moment before expiring.<br/><br/>Mareus stood with his mouth open, shocked by the speed and efficiency with which the Kill Team had destroyed the Orks. It had only been a matter of seconds between the arrival of the mob into the room, and the last of them pitching to the ground dead.<br/><br/>Even allowing for the random violence on an Ork vessel, this many dead in one place will likely draw some kind of attention, once they're found.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Gaius joyfully roared as his brother-in-arms dealt the killing blow to the foul xenos, clapping the Space Wolf on the shoulder. "Well done brother, well done! You do your primarch and the emperor proud this moment." Drawing the strange ancient looking bolter out for use he turned to their tech priest guide. "Come come brother Mareus we must get to the grotways to better repel whatever response our grand display of might may elicit from our filthy Xenos hosts. Steinolf you have more than won our little wager with your showing of skill. I can see now why you were selected for the long watch. But now let us get elsewhere so we may speed along this little detour to our mission."