[b]Arragoz - Enjin Room / Muthership[/b]

Suffice to say, the PED Trooper wasn't going to go down as easily as their fellows. Rather than being knocked clean off their feet by the Ork slamming into them, they were merely thrown off balance and temporarily dazed. An opening was still an opening, however, and Arragoz would gladly take it. Bringing his choppa to bear, the greenskin drove it into the muhrine's backpack. While the blue aura surrounding the PED Trooper stopped it from going too deep, the Kommando still succeeded in leaving a noticeable gouge in the mechanical apparatus.

Before Arragoz could have 'anuvver go' at the humie with his choppa, the muhrine regained their bearings, and retaliated. Their strength and speed greatly amplified by the Phazon coursing through them, the PED trooper span around and clubbed the greenskin with their arm-cannon in one swift motion. While this failed to cause any significant damage to Arragoz, it did a spectacular job of messing up his neck, as the Ork's head was now facing to the left. With his free hand, the greenskin forcibly twisted his skull back into place, just in time to see the muhrine follow up his previous assault with a point-blank blast of Phazon-boosted energy to Arragoz' chest. Unlike the former of the two attempts at harming the Ork, this one actually left a mark. Or, to elaborate, it burned a fist-sized hole about half-way through the Kommando's chest.

While a human or similar creature would be very, very dead, the Ork's only reaction was to briefly glance down at the freshly created cavity, shrug, and ask the muhrine "Wuz dat sa'posed ta 'urt?" Briefly stunned by the blast's inability to do so much as even faze their target, the PED Trooper took a moment to regain their composure, and prepared to fire off another shot. Just before the marine pulled the trigger, however, something unfortunate happened.

The thrumming PED unit producing the Trooper's Hypermode sputtered, backed up, and finally petered out, taking the blue aura and all that that entailed with it. As a result, instead of loosing another mighty blast of energy, the muhrine's arm cannon produced a comparatively piddly beam, incapable of even piercing the Ork's hide. Evidently, the marine's good fortune, in addition to any chance at victory, had gone out for lunch. Yet despite this, the PED Trooper didn't surrender, flee, or do anything of a cowardly sort. Quite the contrary, as the muhrine proceeded to loose a haymaker at the Ork's face, using the hand that wasn't encased in the now functionally worthless arm-cannon. At the very least, the humie deserved credit for not being a complete panzy.

Deciding to oblige the muhrine's desire for good ol' fisticuffs, Arragoz responded with his own fist, enhanced by the spikes of his knuckleduster/choppa. Barely a moment later, the fist of one impacted the face of the other, and a sickening crunch could be heard. The PED Trooper collapsed to the ground shortly afterwards, making the source of the prior sound clear. With the brief, but still somewhat satisfying duel at an end, Arragoz casually ripped the PED unit from the muhrine's corpse, before returning his attention to the matter at hand: gettin' da zog off da ship afore it 'splodes. Luckily, one of the humies accompanying him had already determined an escape route, so the greenskin proceeded to leg it in the indicated direction.

When the firey bombs were finally set off, the Greenskin managed a short chuckle, knowing that the humies would now be too busy either 'Doin' da Burny Dance' or putting out the fires to effectively pursue them.