Baromir's shot struck the clot of Nurglings, but they managed to evade easily, thanks to their small size and eerie coordination.  Viciously, the four of them leaped forward and started trying to claw and bite at Baromir, striking as one organism.  One of them managed to get through and bite Baromir's arm, but its teeth were stopped by his mesh armor.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, in the main plasma chamber, Harlock's plasma pistol managed to penetrate the outer armor of INTERFACE_UNIT_113, leaving a nasty crack which spilled over with mechanical scarabs, working desperately to mend the damage to the superstructure of the machine.<tt class="bbc_tt"> "YOU WILL REGRET THAT."</tt>INTERFACE_UNIT_113 said simply, sparking with electricity.  The machine's tentacles grabbed Harlock's sentinel and hurled it at him, sending the vehicle flying directly at the man like a drop pod into a battleground.  On the other side of the chambers, the servitors began to get the upper hand against Inquisitor Durke, bottling him into a corner with just two armsmen at his side, reduced to cowering in cover.<br/><br/>(The incoming Sentinel will deal 28 points of damage, (penetration 0) plus falling damage from its mass.  The conversion field can negate the ramming damage, but not the falling damage; if the conversion field blocks the hit, roll damage anyway, and for each point of damage that would be inflicted, Harlock takes that much damage plus 1d10-3, ignoring armor)<br/><br/>Sister Erica reported in, her channel filled with static and the sounds of gunfire and angry chittering.  "I'm surrounded by Nurglings, Sir!  Thank the Emperor for flamers, but I'm going to need some time to burn all these monstrosities before I can get to you.  Try and handle herself!  I'll be there to put you back together if you don't."  She said in the seconds while the massive war machine hung in the air, inevitably hurtling towards  Harlock with a frightening slowness.