[b]Lilian Kesper[/b]

She tried to dodge away, she was fast for a human but what she now fought could barely be considered human anymore. Failing to get away fast enough from Lilian Kesper the blade struck her viciously leaving a deep furrow in her chest and slicing through ribs. The death cultist was almost dead from a single blow of that sword, almost. Death was her life, it was everything she was and would ever be and so she attempted to inflict that which she was upon the power armored warrior in front of her. Driving both blades into the chest of her opponent but encountered her thick armor and were turned aside barely grazing her. More prepared for the inhuman speed of her foe this time the death cultist darted away as soon as her blades struck true leaping away down the narrow path bringing her blades to a defensive position.

[b]Azus Dracates[/b]

Taken off guard as two of their members fell in a hail of autocannon fire it took a fraction of a second for the stormtroopers to react instantly seeking cover and to find the target. Locating the general location of the target had become easy now with autocannon having revealed his position. Turning two hot shot lasguns and a hellgun against the target that had revealed itself they fired on Azus Dracates. All three weapons barked off a single shot but even with their preysense goggles the deceptive nature of the cameleoline cloak threw off their aim sending all three shots wide doing nothing but providing a momentarily flash in the darkened corridor. From around the corner heavy booted feet could be heard running but they did not make the foolish mistake of turning the corner into a potential kill zone. Instead battle cant could be heard echoing out.

[b]Cremutus and Chelkar[/b]

The booming sound of the bolter as it struck the armored plates drew the attention of many in the area as such weapon far outclassed anything else present at the moment. One man fell off manning the heavy stubber as a bolt round struck him in the head and blew it away. From above lasfire struck down in the remaining men defending from the damaged Arvus lighter. Two men take hits as Chelkar's shots land home and while all other available eyes turn on the large warrior with his bolter these two look up, searching the cat walk for their target. Spotting him even as he moves both men sight in their autoguns and release a pair of shots with one striking home against Chelkar's chest.

Only these two seem aware of the warrior on the cat walks above them, many others fire upon the astartes though their fire is uncoordinated and ineffectual. One man in slightly more ornate armor than the others on the back of the Arvus light begins calling out in Low Gothic to those around him, attempting to organize the ratings as well as the armsmen. The ratings hear is orders and many advance up closer near the light staying behind cover but form a rough firing line focused now towards Cremutus while the armsmen throughout the area turn away from general combat to focus their attention upon the largest threat in the area.