Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-4948356-20140331181538/@comment-28917471-20140403095305

IC: From nowhere, dozens of Wych Cults appear above the combined space marines forces. They fly atop their Raiders, as they jump into the crowd of angels of Death to slaughter them in close combat.

The Wych Cults are followed by the the Hellions feral gangs, that look for prey and bloody sport. They quickly too enter the melee combat using their fast Skyboards, as they fly within a safe distance to cut their enemies down.

Meanwhile... With Vect...

Vect's ship was ready to leave... it's reactor engines were bursting with fire...

With Azros...

He got up and took out his Husk Blade.

Azros: Come here psyker! And taste my brother's Blade! You've no strength left in you...

The debris began to move a little bit...