"Like rain, the shells will fall to the ground. Uncaring where they land and damage caused.."
Siegefather Admetus of the Siegeforged warband.
Loyalist son of Perturabo.
Master of artillery warfare.
"Ah... how untrustworthy some humans can be."
A simple *crack* of the heretic leaders skull, crushed all too easily.
"How will they ever rule the galaxy if they fall all too easily to the false whispers of those mere... spawns of uncaring evil."
Be able to take it out so easily,claws very slowly managed to take out some shrapnel.
"Hrmn... possible to repair the damaged pieces. Even the church once it's all over."
Arm moved to gently rest against the statue. To get a *feel* of the damages,sensing how the shrapnel didn't do too much damage.
"Talented yes, able to work well with what materials they could use."
Noticing some bullets or shrapnel that seems movable.. alas, he wouldn't--
hazel hues narrow under the languid flutter of lashes , stepping nearer to the intricately carved stone and joining the siegefather’s side .
her eyes settle ‘pon *his holy lord and she feels naught but unfulfilled expectations nearly drowning her . “ it is .. a crude design .
"Was a fool once, but you'd be more of a fool to take me down when there's bigger threats than an old husk."
The head moved,counting every member of the cohort including the veteran.
"I have been a Deadman walking longer than you have been a Marine, ̷B̷̷O̷̷Y̷.."
Fist clenched at the word Oathbreaker... but he cannot Deny it, he broke the oath once.. during a moment of weakness and blind loyalty to his ̷G̷̷E̷̷N̷̷E̷̷F̷̷A̷̷T̷̷H̷̷E̷̷R̷.
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“ That I have not ripped whatever diseased meat remains in that carapace is an undeserved mercy , Oathbreaker . ”
The Veteran Sergeant snarled at @1R0NR3NEGADE , his cohort having arms trained on even the slightest movement .
“ Speak your peace so that you may die a craven —