OOC: His arm got pulverized to a few bones which you then discarded cuz it was useless. So you bashed his arm after ripping it off a hundred times or so into him until it was completely .... 'wasted'
OOC: Probably, but it is not that important yet, just could say it ain't hitting anything right now ^^
As atlas came under more fire he felt rage when he saw another one of his brothers die by the heavy bolter fire he marked another postion on his map. His eyes seem to glow blue as he felt more rage. He grasped warp Fire in his hands. Volus chucked a grenade at the heavy bolter team. But quickly going back into cover as soon as he could. Atlas Roared in anger and through the spell the gift of chaos at the bolter team. several bolts hit the sorsccser causing him to fall to the ground. His armor damaged Atlas crawled to his ally volus who helped him back into cover. "Atlas to artilary giving you a postion on wher to strike next." He said marking the heavy bolter team. Volus put a hand onto his vox and commanded several culists that where into cover to return fire with any explosives they had. he signaled several astartes to stay into cover and to fire on any who dare broke it. Mean while in the building atlas spell was having some effect causing a few of the guardsmen Began to scream and mutate painfully into chaos spawn.
Khraze got back to his sences, he saw the mangled thing that should have been a corpse of a commisar. He took a quick glance around, seing that he hadent moved too far from the battle lines, that was lucky, mostly when he got control back he would be lost in the battlements, often far away from any kind of *friendly* face. But then the reallities of battle fell again, the noice came back and the pain in his head returned, he was still happy he had just allmost had a little time without the pain, so he dident want it to return in force, and there was plenty of foes left to kill. Khraze roared as he charged again, he would soon need to exchange one of the axes, it was running low on teeth, but that mattered little now as he ones again hit the fronts, cleaving his way trough the feeble men infront of him, though he was strangely proud of his foe, they dident flee or surrender, so they where a honerable foe.
Atlas Began channeling power into his hand and into the warp summoning his familar soon it apeard from blue flames his raven. It was on his shoulder but he quickly sent him into the air where he could get a better view from the sky. Atlas an volus were under covering as there forces Returned fire.
OOC JUST FOR GRALL! There was a loud crack as an Ogryn fell on the ground, his upper half of the body completely pulverized. Soon, another fell, and then another. Above them stood the Daemon of Khorne, his hammer dipped in hot blood. "Where is your Emperor now, creature?" Karg-zar asked a wounded Ogryn, who tried to stab him with his ripper gun from below. It was a futile attempt as the Daemon swathed the attack aside and ripped the creature's throat with his clawed hand. Around him, cultists were killing the remaining Loyalist forces, fighting with increased vigor. They looked upon the Daemon with both fear and joy, knowing that their Lord's gaze was upon them. They screamed praises as they ran into the fire, not caring for their own lives, just as long as the Chaos Gods were pleased with their actions. However, the Daemon was bored. His Berzerkers ran in front and he lost eye contact with them. Whatever, they can take care of themselves. Karg-zar instead focused, searching for one specific soul on this battlefield. "Kain, the defenders are broken here but they offered almost no resistance. Tell me, who requires my aid?" the Daemon asked as he directed his cultists forward, into the next Loyalist position.
OOC: Now I know why Colapse wouldn't post all the time.... I HAVE NO CLUE WHAT TO WRITE.... God damnit... Will try ASAP, but do not expect anything till tomorrow XD
