Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-4948356-20131221150837/@comment-28917471-20140104122630

OOC: Nice outcome... but it won't end that fast...

IC:

Tahril stood at his Raider, he watched as the Marines morale is boosted up by the reinforcments. The Dark Eldar Aircrafts are falling, as they are been shot down by the humans Cruisers. Yet, their were no panic, for Tahril had predicted this kind of surprise. For thousands of years he had made his way to the top ranks of the Kabal. All this because he was a great Schemer, Tahril always had a back up Plan.

Tahril: So they have finally made their move, too soon... I'm afraid. Ulizire(Hierarch)! Where are the Sector's Starships?! They had to be here already!

Ulizier(bowed to him with his knees): My Lord, I had informed the crews long ago! They should be here any time!

Tahril caught Ulizire's throat, pulled out his Wych knife, and put it close to Ulizire's throat. Ulizire had problem breathing.

Tahril: "Should be"? If will lose this battle, I'll have to pay this price with my own head. But not before your endless sufferuning within the pain engeines, isn't that right, Haemonculi?

Gruemeneal: There are always an open spots for more slaves...

The Hierarch was ready to accept his demise, when suddenly, in the skies, he saw as the Dark Eldar Cruisers had started to open fire on the nearby human ships.

The Torture-class cruisers used their mimic engines to decive the marines, some of the Imperial Ships looked like they were part of the Fleet, while in truth, they were the Dark Eldar Starships that belonged to the Kabal of the Black Heart. As they got close, they opened fire, using their weapons batteries, torpedos, and the Phantom Lances.

Ulizire(pointing): There!

Tahril turned around, and saw the Dark Eldar Fleet. The Torture-class Cruisers were ready to engage the enemy, and take their trophies.

Tahril: Very well...(he left Ulizire's throat) order those ships to strike the humans Cruisers, turn all of our remaining aircrafts against the enemy infantry, thier time has come...

The Dark Cruisers had entered the battle protected by their sheilds. The Shadowfields created a fog-like atmosphere that hide the ships movement, and made it hard on the imperial ships to hit the Dark Eldar's ships effectively.

The Torture-Cruisers then proceeded with launching their Impaler Assault Modules into the enemy ships, the boarding action has began, and the Dark Eldars started to enslave everything the they deemed weak, and kill anynone who could challenge their strength.

While the Starships fought between each other, the Dark Eldars remaining Aircrafts began assualting the Space Marines Infantry. Dozens of casualties turned into hundreds, as the Razorwing Jetfighters shot their Monoscythe and Necrotoxin missiles. The Monoscythe missiles explosions released an energy wave that decapitated nearby warriors, while the Necrotoxin missiles spread the the shrads of toxic shrapnels amongst the marines.

The Raven Fighters pinned down the enemy, as the fighters shot it Dark Lances and Splinter Cannons, killing those that were on it's way.

The situation for the marines that were protecting the portal in the Bastion Sector looked grim, for they began to lose their ground. The warriors who were mortaly wounded or poisend, were caught by the Hellions and the Scourges. The Raiders took the marines out of their power armours and flew away, as their trophies were secured. With every moment, more Dark Eldars joined the gangs in raiding the marines in the Bastion Sector. The Chances for victory, or even survivel looked hopeless for the marines inside the Sector...

The Raiders and Venoms flew upon the Battlefield in the Wraithwind Sector, deploying more Kabalite Warriors to fight the marines. Without the support from the armoured vechiles, the Marines didn't stand a chance of defeating the Kabal. As more and more Dark Eldar Warriors found themselves in the battle against the Marines...

Tahril ordered the Pilot of his Raider to fly over the Battlefield, he had enough of sitting  on his Throne, and watching his kin making war upon the Mon-Keighs, he was thirsty for humans blood... the Pilot obeyed...

Tahril: Gruemeneal, summon your Pain engines, and the Parasite engines. I'll need them to support our warriors on the Battlefield. Afterwards, we will deal  withthe worms who took over the Fortress...

With the last words, Tahril and his Incubi bodyguards jumped from the Raider, into the Battlefield, sheding the blood of every marine that dared to challenge his superiority... yet the shadows of the Dark Eldars were stalking the battle... taking with them any marine who wasn't ready for sudden attacks...

Meanwhile... on the arena, the Incubis were already preying upon the Sorcerer from the Shadows, waiting for a good opportunity to strike the Sorcerer down, and take his head...