At the crescendo of his fury a sudden surge of pain flared on his right side and for a moment Zeth thought he lost his arm.Electropriest looked away from the divine carnage he has wrought to the source of the pain and found a giant cutting wound on his right arm.Almost instantly the pain intensified twofold as the lightning surged around the blood that poured from the wound,incinerating the wound immediately.His robe was torn and charred in that section by the shrapnel hit and electrical discharge.This would leave a scar...tho the blunt pain of burning was...pleasing...somehow.

It was good...the pain returned him,some of the common sense he was missing for the past few minutes and the greenskins paid the toll.He hoped that he has not injured anyone of the Band by his careless excision of power.It was hardly over,but it was time one puts some tactics in his clusterjam of a fight.Screaming in his head waned more and more...

With a grace only a machine posses,Sentinel landed on one of the ork-defiled tanks,putting down the poor vehicle out of its misery.Zeth wanted the Sentinel!She was beautiful!

With a quick probing of its metal form,machine spirit screamed in both pain of being defiled by traitors and sudden intrusion.I shall liberate thee from the clutches of the traitors!If i am able i will take care of thee and thy blessed engine.-thought Zeth as he felt the adrenaline wracked pilot of the Sentinel.With a crippling surge of statical electricity,Zeth tried to disable the walker,trying to capture it undamaged and from the clutches of its cruel master. (@Donairian )
Fool!The walker has feelings too!You pervert its purpose and torment it!

The walker got engulfed by small fizzles of electricity,like a storm cloud as Zeth conjured it from the nearby exposed power conduit.He felt weakened,feeling that few of the subdermal implants in his right arm either got damaged and are not working on full capacity or they did not work at all.He hoped he did not had internal hemorrhaging,the state being the very bane of every Electropriest who overused his powers or became a victim of a poorly calibrated augmentation.

OOC: Who likes Kroot? With a serious eating disorder? And has eaten two out of three species present on the hulk?

OOC:i think i finally worked around my damn account bug it keeps saying i got the wrong password.Also Hey anything as a gretchin can be part of the group if ya want to.

As Zogum watched Zeth unwind into his electric rage he turned and started bashing some of the other gits that tried to kill him,then he saw a spinning ball of what seemed to be death he knew it was because of the sauce so he said "Sod it i gotz ta try dis" with that he stabbed himself with the same sauce he put into Kyrana and the nob and what he felt was....nothing that much but everything was slow,for someone that works with sauces from the day he was born and has tried most of them (by accident or on purpose) you get used to the components that are used in the sauces,Zogum just cant remember what he put into this stuff that made them so ecstatic maybe that hyped up gretchins blood he brutally squashed and put in a jar ? unbeknownst to him he forgot that he killed Several imperial guards and some of their medics he also forgot to remember he took alot of their Adrenaline shots and that he used most of them to make his purple liquid which would inturn cause a big uproar if anyone knew how much adrenaline he put,but perhaps the hyped gretchin had some play in it maybe not the only thing that matters is he likes it and it makes everyone look funny.


Zogum turned towards what seemed to be Kyrana and could clearly see that she was mowing down everyone,he turned to Zeth and saw as he didnt completely turn into electricity since he could see his face,lastly he turned to everyone else and see how they were fighting without an ounce of holding back.....Oh he was going to like this group alot he thought,turning towards now the slow moving ork cousins he smiled and yelled "WAAAAAAAAAAGH GONA KILL ALL U PANSIES!!!!!" with that he fired the flamer he had acquired from that commi's outpost but with his own yellow boom sauce in the mix (thankfully he ripped off the lighter part of the flamer so it would not set the boom sauce to explode the gun and Zogum with it) and watched as the liquid hit the ground and exploded in glorious orky fashion and brains and arms flew everywhere thanks to the those explosions.

OOC:I cant have my broman unable to log-in.Just check the option 'Stay logged in' or something like that.

OOC2:
*raises hand*

There was certainly a lot of chaos going on in this ork stronghold! An electro priest frying everything in sight, a mad dok ork injecting pretty much anything he can get his hands (including himself!), a Wyche that is now completely in its element, a Necron that just seems to be piecing itself together and thankfully he was on their side!

He truely had his work cut out for him! Everyone had some form of an injury, he would be patching people up for hours after this fight! He saw Zeth get hit and barely flinch from the hole in his arm! At least it look cauterized from the electrical charge. He made his way from member to member trying to patch up what he could during the heat of the battle.

The scout sentinel clambered out of the wreckage its poorly maintained yet still serviceable stabilizers and rough terrain walker servomechanisms managing to keep the vehicle well balanced as it worked its way out of the debris and the smoke right into the clear view of the wounded Electropriest. The sheer unbridled electrical energy arcing its way over the open air of the cargo bay struck the side of the scout sentinel like a bolt of lightning causing the searchlight mounted on the front of the walker to suddenly lit up briefly and explode as the energy overloaded the high intensity bulb inside, the Sentinel staggered as its mechanical legs went haywire almost causing it to topple over.

Inside the crew cockpit the Sentinel pilot was having a really bad day, with his equipment sparking and his control over the vehicle all but gone completely he looked to be frantically beating at the navigational systems, an electrical fire suddenly broke out and the pilot quickly reached for an extinguisher under his seat. A stray bolt of Zeth's power managed to find its way into the the open topped cockpit and before the traitor could attempt to put out the fire he was suddenly electrocuted violently for a good five seconds. After his ordeal the pilot lay still in his seat the flames engulfing his controls still burning fiercely, smoke started rising from the walker although even without its pilot the Sentinel remained upright.

With the explosive napalm saturating the oncoming attackers the numbers of the mob of Orks assaulting the group were reduced to negligible levels, although more Orks were on their way the group finally had a moments breathing space.

Overhead the servo skull seemed to have vanished, whether it was still present in the cargo bay was unknown but one thing was for certain Reklar's men seemed to be in full retreat, with the orks pummeling most of their Vanguard and the warboss creating havoc behind their lines the traitors were rapidly losing ground to the greenskins. It would only be a matter of time before the attention of the Orks were once again on the band of exiles, suddenly an automated announcement rang out over the cargo bay loud enough to drown out the noise of the battle.

'BRIDGE COMMAND AUTHORIZATION CONFIRMED, INITIATING SHIP SECTION PURGATION, CLASS FULL PLASMA STERILIZATION, ALL PERSONNEL EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY, TIME UNTIL PURGATION 20 MINUTES AND COUNTING'

Across the entire cargo bay rows and rows of metals tubes started descending from the ceiling, as they came down bursts of fire started erupting from each of them illuminating the previously darkened sections of the room with a bright orange light. from the floors and walls ventilation shafts had opened, covered with a thick metal grating they started spewing a visibly green flammable gas into the room billowing slowly up towards the flames billowing from the ceiling. A cautionary alarm started sounding from several still functioning alarm systems.

"What in his holy frakking name is that" Jozai yelled as he saw the fires burning through the room, his noble speech leaving him as he tried staunching the gash on his left arm. He was slumped behind cover (aka a pile of dead orkz with the one on top sporting a blood angel combat knife from it's head) and snapped of surprisingly accurate bolt rounds towards the ork horde. He couldn't see anyone and was slightly disgruntled over the precious vita he was spilling all over the floor. "Also if I could trouble anyone in the vicinity for some bandages? Thank you very much!" He called a hint of sarcasm spilling into his speech. A grin graced his fair features when he scored a pretty impressive head shot on an incoming ork straggler. "I also think they may be coming closer!"

For a glorious moment Kyrana thought she was back in the arena. The roar of a crowd going wild ... sounds of combat and lots of screaming - sweet, atonal screaming ... there was fire pouring from the ceiling ... by Khaine, it was good to be home. She threw another knife at the nearest enemy Human before running up and bouncing off his falling head with both feet as she somersaulted into the air, snatching the blade back as she did so.

Damn, these were some good combat dr-

Ohwait. There really was fire pouring from the ceiling.

"FIRE!WeNeedToMove!" said the Wych, a shade too fast, getting back to the point where the two impressively-hatted Humans were making their command presence felt.

The blessings of the Machine God finally forsaking him for the time,electricity leaving his tortured and spasm ridden body,Zeth dropped to one knee,as the very ceiling above them turned to living fire.It was a glorious view as if from some mythic work of art.At that tiny moment,Electropriest regretted for not being a poet so he could give the scene proper justice...if he survived long enough.

Looking at his...almost destruction of Sentinel,Adept regretted also his actions,he could have electrocuted the pilot only...but...yeah.Prudence!More of it!
Oh **** the purgation protocol!

With a shaky standup,Zeth looked over the Band,Jozai being wounded and Zeth`s own right arm not responding,but still paining.And his robes right sleeve...tsk...tsk...tsk.

With a last ditch-effort,Zeth willed the fire-extinguisher to explode,in a desperate effort to save the Sentinel.He would never be able to outrun the Orks in this state from the hangar...

A slow distant groan from the canister precluded its sudden explosion within the confines of the sentinel cockpit covering much of the insides including the frazzled dead pilot with a thick layer of white foam, although the smoke didn't stop the fire had clearly abated within the sentinel at least to a visible extent. The walker remained still standing postured as it was after its servomechanisms locked up, the vehicle although suffering from electrical damage still seemed serviceable although slightly temperamental for its current condition.

Nearby a small mob of boys was suddenly incinerated by a billowing cloud of flammable gas as the output of one of the vents reached the flaming cylinders on the ceiling, the resulting explosion permeated a section of the cargo bay in a big explosion vaporising the orks in the blast. The vent immediately turned into a pillar of fire as the gas now ignited upon leaving the vent spewed up into the open air with intense force, similarly large explosions were also starting to appear around the entire cargo bay one at a time.