Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-4948356-20140923171104/@comment-14745711-20140930094100

OOC: @ Danny, just re-read it. My guy is so screwed isn't he? I mean something that can fight Vulture to a stand still? Is there anything else besides a Primarch (maybe) or the Emperor that can match that thing? I'd run away, but then I'd be acting out of character so...

IC: Possessed by his bloodlust Morac charges forwards against the experiment instead of blocking, and despite suffer wounds, smashes it to the ground and brings his thunder hammers down on its head, with force that could snap steel in half.

The horrors are blasted somewhat, and a few retreat back to the warp, but many are not even injured, and leap forwards into the combat, sending out warp blasts that easily lay vuldiers low (I'm presuming these are warp forge dudes). With the arrival of the reinforcements, the Benefactors swarm forwards, easily out classing their foes with their hundreds to the enemy's thousands. Despite each Benefactor slaughtering many of the foe, the fact that the foe now fights at range is a distinct disadvantage.

One or two of the marines regain their conscious thoughts, and call for their warriors to fall back and entrench themselves, so that they can bring their own fire power to bear on the foe. Slowly the chaos marines shake off their battle fury enough that they can sheath their combat blades and draw their bolters and support weapons. The handful of missile launchers and lascannons target the enemy tanks, and destroy two of them with concentrated fire.

Grenades are hurled at the enemy if they get too close, and the black armoured figures are splattered all over the blasted ground. The marines form up in a circle and slowly retreat to a large hill. The horrors however do not retreat, but remain leaping amongst the foe causing general strife for them, though around 20 of them have already become 40 blue horrors, their value lies in disrupting the enemy offensive, which is still coming along in a staggered manner.

Further back, Jaxar decides that waiting is no longer an option and leads his warriors forwards. The bikers move rapidly around the flanks of the enemy leaving a trail of corpses wherever they have been. The havocs are rapidly approaching the line, and the remaining predators open fire destroying another tank from the relative safety of the rear-guard, along with 100 of the chaos marines.

OOC: that is me committing the lot. If I can't win with this, I can't win with anything.