"See about that, we will, sorcerer. " remarked Jack back to Acastus and continued.
"Time is the luxury we have not and for now we may fight as brothers do"
The last word was almost unheard as Jack's bolt gun continued his aim and spray song (BS 50, +0 semi, +10 aim, +10 short range; roll 92. missed). However, the distraction from talking affected his accuracy and bolts flew past zealot corporal making holes in walls. That made him angry. Nonetheless, the alarm change did not bring any good news either. They were seen through, though judging by the relayed commands, they were near the bridge. Good. Almost on time. A wide angry grin scorched his face.
Renegades ran towards enemy zealot while shouting "Blood for the blood god!". Makroth too, moved steadily as marines do. Zealot answered with the same determination and ran into Makroth for close fighting. His mutations greatly improved his body, thought brought unnecessary body changes. The zealousness and sharpness of teeth could be seen in his face by Makroth.
Acastus continued to go forth, resuming to rain his missiles on the remaining enemy. However, it seemed that none of the sorcerous bolts hit where it would hurt, and the adversary remained unscathed.
Renegades finally reached zealot corporal.
"Let usssh have a sss-sh-lice of you!" hissed corporal zealot and slashed straight through Makroth, who did not dodge fast enough. The corporal had his skills perfected through several wars during serving for imperium time and he made sure, the strange fat scum would feel it. Makroth really felt it, though, he was a chaos space marine, a chosen of the gods. He will drain every drop of blood from this zealot scum.
"Time is the luxury we have not and for now we may fight as brothers do"
The last word was almost unheard as Jack's bolt gun continued his aim and spray song (BS 50, +0 semi, +10 aim, +10 short range; roll 92. missed). However, the distraction from talking affected his accuracy and bolts flew past zealot corporal making holes in walls. That made him angry. Nonetheless, the alarm change did not bring any good news either. They were seen through, though judging by the relayed commands, they were near the bridge. Good. Almost on time. A wide angry grin scorched his face.
Renegades ran towards enemy zealot while shouting "Blood for the blood god!". Makroth too, moved steadily as marines do. Zealot answered with the same determination and ran into Makroth for close fighting. His mutations greatly improved his body, thought brought unnecessary body changes. The zealousness and sharpness of teeth could be seen in his face by Makroth.
Acastus continued to go forth, resuming to rain his missiles on the remaining enemy. However, it seemed that none of the sorcerous bolts hit where it would hurt, and the adversary remained unscathed.
Renegades finally reached zealot corporal.
"Let usssh have a sss-sh-lice of you!" hissed corporal zealot and slashed straight through Makroth, who did not dodge fast enough. The corporal had his skills perfected through several wars during serving for imperium time and he made sure, the strange fat scum would feel it. Makroth really felt it, though, he was a chaos space marine, a chosen of the gods. He will drain every drop of blood from this zealot scum.