[@Angel of Light][@Stephanie Dola][@kishin asura][@ShadowVentus][@supertinyking]
Slowly, the terminator raised his Storm Bolter. "Then you shall die a heretic's death, as you lived a heretic's life." He aimed for the being's face, the bolt rounds filling up with psychic energy. Built to tear through magic, to disrupt the magical constructs known as Daemon, to slaughter those who would use the power of the Warp against the Imperium of Man. There was no way of stopping the round once it had been fired, besides with excessive force. A single round would do, piercing his body like tissue paper and destroying his body with the explosive force.

And yet, a moment before he fired, a couple appeared in front of him. A strangely deformed mutant, clearly a servant of Chaos. And by her side was the sorceress from earlier, in the middle of a spell. The change of plans was instant, there was nothing else to do. He could sense the power gathering, and he knew that this girl was capable of incredible destructive prowess. He didn't wait to question how she was manipulating such an amount of power, nor what it was about her power that felt so alien to him. He didn't even react to the bunny eared girl with the grenade launcher, immediately recognizing the threat for what it was.

The Nemesis Daemonhammer was perhaps one of the most devastating personal weapons in the Imperium's arsenal. The apex of the Nemesis series of weapons, a modified version of the original Daemonhammer. The weapon was covered in arcane sigils, and contained a force field generator that created a wave of force capable of destroying tanks with ease. The Nemesis variant was further enhanced with the power to channel the psychic power of the user into a devastating combination, and to tear through all forms of magical protection with ease. It was the ultimate weapon against the forces of Chaos.

Of course, Lina knew none of this as the weapon accelerated towards her face. The Terminator's strength was formidable, capable of crushing steal with his bare hands. And yet it seemed to have increased even beyond this point, augmented by a powerful psychic technique. The hammer moved with speed and grace, but most of all power, as it ripped it's way through whatever arcane defences she might posses. It was perhaps the perfect weapon to deal with one who relied so heavily on magic, and her physical form was far from capable of withstanding the force of it's impact. Should the Daemonhammer meet it's mark, there was no doubt that it would destroy her completely. The mere force of it's swing would have crushed her head like a melon, and the wave of kinetic energy caused by the force field generator interred in it's head would turn her entire body to chunky salsa. The psychic part of the weapon would then go above and beyond the call of duty, annihilating her very soul together with her body.

The fate of all those present was condensed, and might depend on those few milliseconds before swing and impact, those miniscule moments before the climatic blow would land.