Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-14745711-20140202070935/@comment-164.116.223.207-20140205200855

IC: Talik: I concur. Serpentshrine, Move!

Taliks forces rapidly advance through the ship, the bubble of energy protecting them from the daemon in the ship. Seven chaos space marines stand guard.

Taliks eyes glow red and his fists burn with fire.

Talik: I will not be denied!

Talik smashes through the first one, hitting him so hard taht his fist passes straight through the armor, through the flesh, and he grips the spine, then tears it out of the marine. An explosion of power obliterates the marines body, leaving nothing but a pile of ash.

Talik: Die, damn you all, DIE!