Sadly Razauil was unable to comply, since his lack of ranged weapons was an ever -present hindrance. He on the other hand did the only thing he could and that was slashing apart any daemonic vine that might come for him.
Drax brought his relic blade round and cut the root from where it had excited the ground placing his hand flamer in its pouch
SA582 found itself to be rather surprised at how badly this excursion was going, even if no-one could ever see having the ground grab everyone barring the Cha'ka, Razauil and Daverus who had managed to leap free of it. Regardless, it knew that they had to get themselves free from this problem and then either defeat or retreat from whatever had yelled about a garden, and given the fact trees were falling whenever that thing walked, it seemed a good idea to get free of this binding situation as fast as possible before it reached the team. Noting that the Psyker was in danger due to being grabbed by a single root courtesy of Daverus shouting about the matter, and that it quite thankfully still had its Autocannon that it had brought along due its decision to go along with team as their leader as it didn't want to just hide away on the Ebony Flame while its fellow team members risked their lives in battle. The Thallax then took aim with its Autocannon at the root holding the Psyker and then fired an aimed burst at the root, while hoping that it had intervened in time to stop one member of the team from dying so quickly into the mission.
Phoebus holstered his inferno-pistol, drawing his chainsword and began slashing at the wicked roots. Freeing himself first, then taking to chop the roots holding those closest to him. Phoebus nodded to Thallax SA582 for his save of Astropath Virgil. 'Loosing him this early is not an option.' "We must leave! We cannot afford to be cornered between this forest and some Greater Daemon. Time to make an exit. Who else brought melta or flame weapons?!" Phoebus demanded of the retinue, continuing to chop roots as he waited for a repose. OOC: I really hope that isn't a Great Unclean one, we would be so Ffffffff...
Davarus sighed in relief as the pull on Virgil stopped and pushed him gently down from himself before getting up and drawing his Bolt Pistol, aiming at various roots that held Secutor Leos and company in place. "Let's get moving! But it seems half of you have to find a detour!" Davarus yelled over to SA582, Razauil, Cha'ka, Bear and the soldier of Krieg who were still on the other side, the group had to split - except they wanted to fight through the roots which would take more than a little while. Alternatively the group could attempt to climb up the trees and move over the field of lashing roots. Veronica with her power swords and the support of Secutor and Combat Servitor managed to arrive at Davarus' side with Selina and the Mechanicus servants. The beast fell more trees it was evident they perhaps had not more than a minute to choose a route to flee, or even attempt to slay the beast. Group 1 (beyond Root-Field): Group 2 (before Root-Field; closer to unknown monster): @Angles - Thallax SA582 On Ebony Flame: + Su'iris
Without saying anything, it was not his place to coose rather to flee or fight, but he still readied himself by pulling forth both his main weapons, the sollex powerblade inactive in in one hand, and the volkite serpenta in the other. His other combat augments stayed beneath his robes at the time being, since if it was decided that they flet, then they would not help.
"Razauil shall we continue with caution I feel that we are being watched." *Valens concerned voice was a little empowering. *
"Try not to get yourself eaten!" Razauil grinned back before he turned around and nodded to Valen. "Aye, lets move before that ugly critter shows his equally ugly face. But only a bit further away until we find a good spot to deal with it, since I don't think it'll stop chasing that easily." In fact, he was sure the Daemon will hunt them until he kills them or they kill it. Simply, an Eldar soul shined too brightly for creatures of its kind, so any attempt to flee, especially on foot would be met with catastrophic faliure. Therefore, the Dark Eldar moved like a snake towards the darkness of the gardens, running for now until he finds a proper place to turn and fight the creature on his own terms.
Richtor nodded and held his shotgun at the ready " im ready when you gents are" he keeps looking around so he will not be suprised attacked "so who wants to bet money that they will come for us?" Looks towards razuil and valen "And my apologies for my quietness us kriegsman get very quiet as you may know"
"20 Thrones to that Richtor, it is alright quietness could be useful sometimes, I wonder how in the Emperor's name we got separated." *Valen chuckled a little and Raz, Rich, and Valen will push forward.*
