Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-7974155-20141027112820/@comment-14745711-20141105080342

OOC: yeah, we are totally screwed. Oh well, might as well do the best we can eh?

IC: The rounds deflect back towards Orphius, and whilst most scatter into the ceiling or floor, several hit Orphius, exploding and ripping into his armour. The Crimson Fist staggers backwards, his armour rent, two ribs and his lower right leg broken and his right normal lung is now inoperable.

Orphius now sees only a red haze as his profusely bleeding wounds quickly begin to close themselves. He drops his heavy bolter to the ground (it is now basically useless since these are close quarters and the enemy have dispersion shields) and draws his combat blade. "I have seen too many brothers die at the hands of your kind xenos. I will not suffer the same fate as they, without taking vengeance for them first. FOR THE EMPEROR!" Orphius is now unable to fight properly, but he is by no means down, shoulder charging one of the Lychguard and stabbing it between its metal ribs before pulling back as best as he can.

OOC: Orphius WILL not survive this. He has basically no chance to live through this fight, since the Lychguard are not about to just let a wounded opponent escape their blades for long.