The Kill team unleashed their righteous fury upon the desecrators of the Emperor's domain. Boiling psychic flames scorched the first rank, those caught in it collapsing like outsized Purgation Day effigies, the air sucked from their lungs and preventing them even from screaming. Massed bolter fire and frag grenades threw the rest around like they were little more than targets on the range. The mob did not even get a chance to break.<br/><br/>The only one still standing after the first moments of action was the Nob that Steinolf had engaged. First blood was his, as his chainsword tore deep into the greenskin, eliciting a roar of pain and anger. The Ork struck back, a massive power klaw, crackling with fell energies driving around in a haymaker that would tear the head from a lesser being.<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC - Nob attack</div><div class="spoiler_body">Hits for 30 Pen 8 on the left arm. I recommend dodging.</div></div>