The Tau are not dismayed by the attempts of your kill-team to halt their advance and sequent removal of you from this world. The lanky avian creatures, which you all recognise as low ranking Kroot carnivores are the first to react as many of them come bounding forwards with predatory glee at the chance to let blood once more. You recognise that one of them, a particularly broad-bodied type that stands a full head taller than all of his fellow Kroot, is a potent shaper like the one that Brother Bacara so effortlessly demolished with his heavy bolter. He is decorated in primitive fetishes and all manner of crude warpaint from a myriad of colours, though it is evident that at least some of that paint is , in fact, human blood. 

With a shrill squawking sound, the shaper commands his ragtag bunch of underlings to charge forth into your ranks. With a shriek war cry they obey, each bounding forwards upon long sinewy legs, some hopping over branches and fallen bodies in a chance to reach you all that much quicker. They each give a powerful charge despite their lithe forms, two of them attack Brother Bacara and another goes forth to make an attempt on Brother Dominous. Their leader, levels his immense fighting staff, a masterpiece of primitive weaponry that jingled with the sound of bones when swung. He stands before Fellwalker and issues forth a challenge.

“Human! You come to this world to meet your end! Perhaps your strength will better serve my kind!” His voice was shrill, clearly his avian vocal system not being truly capable of producing perfect low Gothic, but it was a threat nonetheless. He rushed into battle, swinging his immense staff twice into the space marine, His strikes are true, but do little to penetrate the immense armour and pure physical toughness of the battle-brother, they do leave deep scratches across his armour, however. 

The two Kroot assaulting brother Bacara both try to lash out at the brother marine, however in their tangle of lanky limbs and armour they both manage to miss the devastator! The apothecary is not so fortunate, as the kroot strikes at the joints in his armour, cutting the flesh but doing no real damage to the marine.

The Kroot's Tau allies soon form a firing line before you however, their weapons all coming round to bear upon you. You hear the Tau Sargent shout in  a resolute tone. “Automatic fire!” With that, each fire warrior sprays out four lethal bolts from his gun. Two fire at the warp-witch known as the librarian, with the final fire warrior firing at brother Fellwalker. Five of the twelve strike the marines, though your armour holds true. The librarian takes a blast to the armour joint, however and suffers slight damage for this.