Steinolf felt a grim sense of satisfaction when the Nob fell to his last blow, nodding to Gaius as he felt the Librarian clap him on the shoulder.  "You do your own chapter and Primarch honor, Gaius," he complimented his fellow Astartes, nodding to his work on the mob of Orks.  "Your powers are impressive, as I have come to expect from you and your ilk."  He shrugged at the mention of the wager, making a mental note to treat himself to a swig of his Fenrisian Ale once the mission was complete.  "Yes, best we not linger.  Mareus, lead on, before more of these wretched creatures show themselves."