Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-14745711-20131217051342/@comment-14745711-20140111023211

OOC: oh well that's just great!

IC: Cortekh strides onto the bridge. "Dagorekh the orbital battle is lost, we must fall back!"

"No. I will use the Medusa cube to ensure us victory!" A made gleam seems to enter into Dagorekh's eyes as he says this, and raises the artefact to a level with his face, gazing into the green light at its centre.

"Don't be a fool! You can't use that kind of weapon in space. With no atmosphere and such a weak gravitational field. Think of the recoil!"

"I have already heard such arguments from Sarumanekh. We must have victory! Let these descendants of monies witness our power." Dagorekh slots the cube into a socket in a control panel which retracts and hatch closes over the cube. Dagorekh places his hand over a control sphere.

"I can't let you do this. I won't!" Cries Cortekh before rushing forward and pinning Dagorekh against the console. But it is too late, the firing signal has already been given.

On board Sayian Star a faint flicker appears on the sensors, so smaller that one would not notice it in the midst of battle. Suddenly however a great pulling sensation comes over every being on board that ship. However this sensation is nothing compared to the force experienced by many of the Eldar and a handful of the Sayian ships. About a ninth of the Eldar fleet and all the Eldar ships engaged directly with the necron ships are pulled suddenly towards a single point in space. Many however resist this pull and in the end only a handful are drawn to this point. However nearly all the enemy fighters in the area are pulled in. The ships are crushed into a single point, the Energy that makes them what they are torn out of them, leaving nothing.

Nothing that is except for the cube. It floats there pulsing, once, twice, thrice. But nothing else happens. While spectacular the display has done little damage to either of the allied fleets, and none to the necron fleet. But, on board the Souless Doom, alarms are blaring madly. "Divert all power to the shields!" Orders Cortekh who has now been temporarily placed in command. So great is the need for this that the Necrons and anything loose begin to float around as the artificial gravity looses power.

Then the weapon fires.

All the marines, Eldar and Necrons can see is a blinding light, brighliantly white. When it fades all the smaller ships near to the centre of the blast have vanished utterly, while the larger ones have suffered serve damage. However the Captial ships have it would seem escaped destruction or crippling damage. Yet that is not the only effect. The hulls of many of the ships have partly turned to stone, brittle stone. Several ships suffer hull breaches due to pressure and others are now extreamly vulnerable. This last effect has not occurred to the Necron ships, though the blast itself did do extensive damage to some of their ships and even destroyed two of them.

"Get us out if here before they can regroup!" Cries Cortekh. "That includes the forces below. Emergency teleport extraction. We'll have about ten minutes before their weapons systems are fully operational again so hurry up. And someone collect that dammed cube!"

Within five minutes the whole fleet has evacuated having teleported all landed forces on board. However the power drain is extensive and the Necron ships can only reach Tyranus V, where they must be re-charged. But already the technicians are preparing for the next assault this time, they will not be defeated so easily.

OOC: I got what I came for and did a bit of damage, though I paid for it. It should take about a day for the 'stone' effect to wear of. That was more to buy me time to retreat, and to be a little mela-dramatic as well.