Brother Librarian Artenius was ponderous about the current situation for several moments, he was not nearly as willing to simply dive into action and risk death, though he was loyal as they came. Kneeling, he moved to better observe the clawed footprints left by the retreating Kroot carnivores, the sheer fact that they went off the chasm's edge suggested to the Librarian that the creatures probably hadn't even existed in the first place...though the blood on his sword and armour did not agree with that conclusion in the least. Standing once more, his armour's fibre muscles squeaking at the action, he turned to face brother Kaerell and brother Dominous as they joined him at the chasm.

“I would most agree with you, Apothecary. Skirting about the edges seems a far better solution that simply...jumping. I doubt that even the jump packs of our assault marine brothers could propel them across such a distance...” He spoke with a reserved tone, he had never held command of anything save for the allocation of knowledge in his Company's libraries and the induction of new initiatives into the Librarian ranks. “I would agree, however, those guns do seem to be troublesome, especially if the Imperial Guard wish to risk their presence in this world later on. There does seem to be a road that leads from the Tau's bunker up to them, however. No doubt the Xenos probably have some manner of override in that structure anyway. ”

Artenius held his tongue or a moment, looking over the same road that, did indeed, lead up to the orbital gun arrays. His pondering was cut short by the bloodied form of Moros stepping free from the grasp of the forest's flora to freedom once more, it was just as well that Artenius did not doubt the skills of the Sons of Russ like others. “Brother Moros, you return to... The Word Bearers? On a world so devoid of those loyal to the Emperor? Hmm...I had not foreseen that it could have been them. Though no doubt that means this world will swiftly become a war zone. We best move quickly.”

The Librarian took little note of the blood that coated Moros and his armour, he simply assumed the Wolf had slain those who deserved it. Not those who were innocent of crimes. “You are right, brother. If the blue-skinned aliens are as cowardly as you say, then no doubt their commander is in that structures we speak right now. Let us be off.” With that, Artenius began the walk that could take them to skirting about the chasm's lofty edges, his walk took him, and Brother Bacara through a dense patch of foliage, however...

With an inhuman screech of primal rage, a blue-shelled insect slammed into Brother Bacara with all its might, the combined weight of the dense Xenos and his heavy weapon took the devastator off balance...and plummeting into the depths below. His armour cracked and moaned as he crashed into the murky abyss below, no doubt his bones were shattered and his innards pulverised. 

Artenius reached out with all the speed granted to him, but even that was not enough, as the battle-brother slipped from his hands off the edges. With a solemn voice, the Librarian spoke to his remaining brethren. “Another one gone from our world to sit alongside the Emperor. Pray not for his soul, brothers, but for our own. I feel we shall need it...”