Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-4948356-20140331181538/@comment-4948356-20140414224216

With the Sentinels...

Of the few thunder hawks still flying, Avian's was among them, reaching the greater sector, with little interference, save wartea sensing Du'un.

Wartea: "He's... he's coming... and much more powerful than before..."

Hevak: "That Du'un fellow? Great... I'll be useless against him right now... what about you?"

Wartea: "Equally... I used too much power all at once to bring vects ship down, and getting you two out... I'm in no shape to fight."

Hevak: "And with avain out cold on the floor here... were royally Fraked."

Wartea: "Indeed... Its been an honor, Sir hevak..."

Hevak: " heh... Don't call me sir... you know I hate that title..."

Neither notice that Avian's blade begins to glow once more...

'''With azroz... '''(OOC: Since Azroz has done nothing...)

As Azroz desprately tries to land a single decisive blow, he only falls depeer into despair as none of his attacks work. Only going through the apparition.

The thing itself had instead, laid upon the xeno strike after strike, not needing to fear retaliaton, it lets loose upon Azroz, evetually driving him to the edge...

In one last charge, azroz was disarmed, and found himself falling through the hole in the wall, hurtling down the the blood soaked spries...

Its quarry dead, the apparition slowly fades... dropping the weapon, and the soul dissapating... until the main door of the thunderhawk finally open, revealling a struggling, normal human, holding his blood stained head whilst carrying a modified force staff...

With Daniella...

As she had her surviving member head back to their own thunderhawk... they stumble upon... a very special person...

...Sindri myr...

...gift wraped, and wearing bow on his head...