Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-4948356-20131112014410/@comment-4948356-20131119185629

OOC: You all seem to forget exactly where you all are...

IC:

With all three armies watching their leaders fight, the sentinels there could only hold back the near endless tide of monstrosities.

Beritem himself was full of rage, as he saw a near complete repeat of what had happened before...

Beritem: "Morons... the lot of them... Abadoning their duty at the first sign of..."

However, he notices three large shadows in the distance... atop a large spire...

Beritem: "What are they doing here... is their something vulture wants here?"

Before he could react, the three shadows vanished... only to pass him and his forces within minutes.

Sentinel: "Sir! Were those..."

Beritem: "Indeed it was... Vultures warped pets..."

Sentinel: "Should we Allocate forces to intercept..."

Beritem: "No. If they die to those three, then it will be their own failure."

Sentienl: "Understood sir..."

The three figures jumped high, before landing before lord charger, kakarot, avatus, Lord tank, were three brothers... all twisted into beast like weapons for HIS purposes...

Wartek, Wartel, and Wartem

All three stood before the fighters, changed beyond all recognition.

Wartek: (Focus: Steel) Standing head and shoudlers above a regualr marine, his stomach has turned into a giant flesh cage, meant to capture prey, and return them to his master. No head remained on the body as from shoulder to shoulder was a huge maw of teeth, tounge tentacles ready to grab its prey. Recently gone through a second time, He now has the ability to turn his arms into blades that cut near anything.

Wartel: (Focus: Ice) Same height as Warek, but very different in terms of appearance. Its entire body appears to be encased in crystalized ice. His face has no mouth or nose, only glowing blue eyes. The very Ground near it seems to freeze up, even icing up.

Wartem: (Focus: Heat) A similar appearance to Wartek is size, but without the cage and with a head. Its face distored with both eye holes containg mouths with their own tounge tentacles, along with the main mouth, and a singel, vertical eye in the center. its arms and hands the color of a melta beam burn anything away that gets close. Opposite of Wartel, the ground seems to go red with heat.

All three... monsters... stand before the assembled warriors, before attacking in an instant.

Wartem Blasts several marines as lord charger is almost burned away by his Melta blasts.

Kakarot barely dodges wartels grab at his face, only for wartel to grab his chest plate, freezing it, before throwing him away. As soon as kakarot his something, his entire chestplate breaks apart.

Wartek almost breaks Avatus's own armor, tearing through it like paper.

All the while, Wartev watches from above, his bone bird in the shadows.

Wartev: "*sigh* You all brought it upon yoursevles... You stopped moving... Hmm."

Robert appears behind sindri,

'Robert' "ROAR!"

Wartev: "OH HELLO YA BIG BUG!... oh?

(Sorry Sindri... you never responded... Besides, stuff needs to happen :(, You can yell off my ear later...)

An unconscious sindri myr is dropped before Wartev.

Wartev: "well then... unexpected... but at least you can be relaible..."

He is approached by one of the SIN's.

Wartev: "Get that collar on him, we can't have him using his warp powers again and maybe something else... like a tutu... No... that can wait... We have to get in that fortess before they do... but we need to them to distract the fortress guards so we can destroy all the information..."

With that Wartev boards an ever growing Bone birds as he heads to a new spire to avoid detection...

'''Meanwhile... with the main sentinel Force...'''

The sentinels have slowly but surely made headway within the distrisct. capturing three spires and counting, the forces continue their slow advance... but the casualties have gone past the 200 range now.

Communications with both Beritem and the other Three armies however, were still being activly blocked.

As for the remaining commanders, they are remaining out of the fight in order to save their strengh for when it will be needed for the final push towards the core spire.

Avian himself remains in a secluded room in the first spire they took... meditating on everything that had happened to him here...

Those four xenos... all amused by his odd resitance...

Xeonas, a Succubi who had used him for days on end, whilst also inflicting major pain there as well...

Berixar, a Haemonculi who had used him a s test bed for nearly every posion he had at his hands...

Krasis, An Archon who had used his own friends against him... going so far as to Force him to fight his entire squad in the arena...

And of course... Asdsrubael Vect Himself.

If nothing else.. these four Xenos would die by his hand... and his hand alone...