<strong>-- Explorator Thraxius --</strong>(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=103946.msg4515299#msg4515299)<br/><hr/><br/>Thraxius had his hell gun primed and at the ready, forming up with his own squad beside those of his companions.  He gave the thermasteel door a hard glare, as though trying to calculate how long it would take for a host of daemons to tear through it.  That was assuming it wasn't simply opened from the other side, which he almost found to be a preferable alternative.  He abhorred having to wait.<br/><br/><em>"Come what may, don't give the wretches a single inch,"</em>he voxed.  With a gesture he signaled for his group to set up a<strong>Full-Auto Overwatch</strong>on the door.  It sounded like the things were preoccupied in the vault, but they'd taken too many risks already.