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Warmaster Death
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As Alarius moved forwards, Caine's mechadendrites simply dropped to the ground, the tips digging in just in front of the Tech Preist, and three of the gangers moved to attack him, one armed with a stub revolver, the other two with wicked looking knives.
as the first raised his stubb pistol and fired, Caine's mechadendrites tensed and flung the Acolyte forwards, he grasper tipped devices whipping forward and slamming into the chests of the knife weilders as Caine himself slammed into the Ganger with the pistol.
the Ganger tried to strike the adept, but everywhere he struck with the but of his pistol clanged with metal, either augmentics or armor, and Caine's sheer weight kept the Tech-Artisan atop his prey
"I am the Omnissiah's mailed fist" Caine roared as the mechadendrites impaling the two standing gangers writhed and flung themselves about, tearing great chunks of flesh and organs from their victims, and the two slumped, their chest cavities bared for all to see.
heavy fists grippedm the Gangers wrists, cutting off the circulation to his hands, and two Mechadendrites slithered around his legs like constricting snakes, of the other two mechadendrites, one grasped the Gangers jaw and held it open, the other slithered inside and down his throat, the Ganger began to spasm and his writhing intensified, and he gagged, bile spilling from his mouth around the mechadendrite, through soon that bile was laced with red, and eventually, as the mechandendrite removed itself and wriggled along the torn scraps of clothjing the ganger wore ina n attempt to clean itself, there was more blood than bile.
Caine lifted himself to his feet and drew his hellpistol, moving to support his comrades with any remaining gangers.
as the first raised his stubb pistol and fired, Caine's mechadendrites tensed and flung the Acolyte forwards, he grasper tipped devices whipping forward and slamming into the chests of the knife weilders as Caine himself slammed into the Ganger with the pistol.
the Ganger tried to strike the adept, but everywhere he struck with the but of his pistol clanged with metal, either augmentics or armor, and Caine's sheer weight kept the Tech-Artisan atop his prey
"I am the Omnissiah's mailed fist" Caine roared as the mechadendrites impaling the two standing gangers writhed and flung themselves about, tearing great chunks of flesh and organs from their victims, and the two slumped, their chest cavities bared for all to see.
heavy fists grippedm the Gangers wrists, cutting off the circulation to his hands, and two Mechadendrites slithered around his legs like constricting snakes, of the other two mechadendrites, one grasped the Gangers jaw and held it open, the other slithered inside and down his throat, the Ganger began to spasm and his writhing intensified, and he gagged, bile spilling from his mouth around the mechadendrite, through soon that bile was laced with red, and eventually, as the mechandendrite removed itself and wriggled along the torn scraps of clothjing the ganger wore ina n attempt to clean itself, there was more blood than bile.
Caine lifted himself to his feet and drew his hellpistol, moving to support his comrades with any remaining gangers.