"[color=39b54a]DEY'Z TRYIN' TO GET AWAY, BOSS![/color]" One of the co-operators on the rolling junk-chariot called out as he watched the humans flee towards the valkyrie.

"[color=39b54a][b]Oi can see that you daft gretchin![/b][/color]" Graz bellowed from his rustic 'throne' as he motioned to a manned(orked) harpoon gun mounted on his dais.
"[color=39b54a][b]I want the gobbo-guided hook on that dat 'umie flyah right now![/b][/color]"

A loud 'thunk' was heard; followed by the whirring sound of a spooling metal line and the terrified scream of a gretchin tied to the magnetic harpoon as it was shot from the cannon and flew throughout the rainy air! 
The magnetic harpoon slammed into the side panel next to where Herold stood in the valkyrie, lodging itself in the valkyrie's metal hull; with a green smear painted across the side of the Valkyrie's hull that consisted of what had been; at some point; a gretchin!

With a snap, the heavy iron rope tightened, as it started to reel the entire Valkyrie towards Hugkilla's dais! 

"[color=39b54a]Reel 'em in, boyz! I'm gonna teach those runts why they call me Graz HUGKILL,-[/color]"

[h3]*BOOM*[/h3]

As the musclebound, obese mekboss had gotten off his throne and began his tirade; he was shortly cut off as the entire vision of the chariot was obscured by an ear-shattering explosion as the artillery shells started to land; with tonnes of dirt, rock-crete and mudwater being thrown high up into the air! The only visible signs of the chariot through the thick layer of smoke and raining shells were the flashing lights of a kustom-force field, half-broken engine pieces and bisected orkoid corpses and bodyparts being thrown out of the hammering barrage!