With small bursts of volkite bolts, Severus calmly mowed down the pretenders. As he saw them eschewing cover choosing instead to make haste towards the data center his opinion of them lessened further. For all their talk of elites, they relied more on their sheer numbers like the green skins then tactical sense. They could have utilized their numbers to provide covering fire, enacted a fire and move tactic or various other tactics that would have seen them cover the same distance with fewer casualties if at a fraction of a slower pace. Some may have seen it as bravery or choosing to sacrifice themselves to ensure that they reached the forge master faster but that would have only applied if they had been the equivalent of the space marines or if their war gear was far more potent than the squads. Regardless these absolvers showed that they were wanting, and Severus was only too happy to administer them their punishment for their error even if those who received this lesson didn’t live long enough to learn from it. As they got closer and some of his brothers engaged them in melee Severus changed his focus to the right side. The enemies on the left had been halved and were now occupied but those on the right would soon be upon him. Severus grinned inside his helmet he would reduce their numbers as much as he could with his culverin but if they got too close then he would show them that the culverin was deadly weapon regardless of the distance or lack of if they got too close. The big marine preferred to mow down his foes with a heavy weapon but he didn’t shy away from close quarters combat. OCC: Attack on the right side. Defend Kalydos if they try to attack him.