Camilla's guts clenched as they rushed into the small chamber. It had clearly began life as a natural hollow in the earth which work from sewer construction had opened. She leveled her pistol and fired at the fleeing human and fired with a snap-pop of burning gunpowder. The figure staggered for a moment and then lurched unsteadily towards one of the side passages which honeycombed the main sewer works. Cursing she leveled her other pistol but the traitor was already out of line of sight.

One of the armored Ska-van grabbed the gutshot sorcerer and dragged him back towards a hole in the side of the grotto that looked like it had been dug by the claws of some vast beast. The other two stepped back into the mouth leveling their halberds with their flanks protected by the tunnel wall. Camilla had thought spears an odd choice for creatures that lurked in tunnels but now the logic of the choice was made clear. 

Or at least it would have been logical if gunpowder weapons weren't a factor. Camilla leveled the second pistol and fired, it was impossible to miss the opening and the rat things standing within it. There was a massive clang and one of the rats screamed, a fist sized divot hammered into the front of his armor, shattering ribs and flesh and showering the tunnel with sparks. The second rat stepped back further clearly intending to use the still thrashing body of the first as an obstacle to delay the would be sewer jacks. It just snarl something in that horrifying mockery of Reikspiel when its left eye abrubtly transformed into a pile of pulped flesh as the Templar's second pistol short crashed out, scattering a fine grey and red mist into the air behind the thing.

For a moment there was silence, save for the feeble scrambling of mortally wounded skaven, the flow of filthy sewer water and the last dying echos of the pistol's report.

[b]"Sewerjacks! For the Graf!" [/b]Von Koneinswald yelled into the silence, his voice a surprisingly credible Middenheim accent, although it didn't have the rough edges that had made Cydrics seem more authentic. As one they bounded across to the tunnel intent on following their prey. As she gazed down the sepulcral tunnel, it seemed a faint green light was illuminating the way... and that it was growing rapidly brighter.

[b]"Down!"[/b] someone shouted but she was already moving, throwing herself at Cydric, her intent to knock him out of the mouth of the tunnel. The big Ostlander caught her wait easily and for a moment she clung to him awardly. The skin on the back of her neck began to crawl and a stink like burning swamp grass washed over them. Von Koneinswald hit them both, his slender body had the strength of a cannonball, sending all three of them tumbling to the side in a heap. As she tumbled Camilla had a brief glimpse of some huge ratlike head made of translucent green fire. The thing snapped its jaws with a thunderous concussion and then sucked back into the mouth of the tunnel with the speed of a flame being sucked back towards a fire. All that remained of the two rats were pieces of bone and slivers of rusted armor.

Camilla just gaped in open mouthed horror at the aftermath of the sorcery for a moment and then fell heavily back to the ground, with a relieved gasp.

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