Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-4948356-20130822002445/@comment-14745711-20130822101631

Umm they all phased out. Except one which promptley stabs Kakarot in the back phasing through his power armor before solidifying inside of him and tearing out again. Kakarot grunts in pain and rage and demolishes the wraith in one blow.

Suddenly he is surronded by 5 triarch praetorians who plant their staffs in the ground and surrond Kakarot in an energy field. The group promptley vanishes and reappears on board one of the cloaked necron ships (won't say where it is). Kakarot looks around in confusion; he is standing in an arena and the praetorians have disapeared.

Ten figures stride out of the shadows at the end of arena; 7 necron lords and 3 cryptekhs. "Greetings mortal", proclaims the leader, "you may be wondering why you are here. It is because we choose to create fear rather than fight your forces head on, and what could inspiere fear more than a dead commander appearing in the sky and falling down amoungst his own forces. You should be honuored we choose to fight you personally rather than throw you to the flayed ones. Now" he leaps into a combat stance, "prove your metal in your final duel".

OOC: Okay, okay, I'll ease off a bit now since I may be going just a tensie bit OTT. Also I'm going to leave the next move on Duram to Leo since I want see how he gets out of this one, probably some berserk rage or whatever but it could be more interesting.