[@Andromedai] Nergüi followed behind and to the left of his present commander, bolter held carefully but relaxed in his gauntleted fists, the HUD of his helmet – placed back over his head before entering - bringing up reams of information as they moved through the large hallway door and into the interior of the God-machine of the Emperor; the Apothecary watched Aviza as he scanned their surroundings, feeling confined and altogether uncomfortable within the confines of the Titan, watching for any sign of the enemy.

When the comm suddenly burst into life, his ears suddenly assailed by code and heretical chants, the White Scar did not flinch as the Sister did – there was a reason that the Astartes 'knew no fear' – but did imitate her in raising his bolter up to his shoulder as they padded through the dim internal structure, a little more on edge with anticipation than he had been before.

[i]"Hold fire until squad leader engages, watch your aim inside of Titan to minimize damage." [/i]

Blink-clicking his acknowledgement, Nergüi hooked his finger about the bolter trigger in preparation of anything happening...

He heard the interlopers long before they revealed themselves, tracking movements and smells that the Sister would have found impossible to replicate, the barrel of his bolter moving with their steps but his finger keeping away from firing; he had been given an order, and he would follow it.

[i]Three...two...one.[/i]

They were in and Aviza was firing, multiple targetting reticules flashing up inside his helmet as if in alarm at their presence, his finger squeezing down mere seconds after his temporary superiors weapon started lighting up the nearly pitch-black room. Soon enough their quarry was dispersing, fleeing off in multiple directions as bolts pitched a number of them from their feet, turning others into ragged red messes.

After opening his helm-comm to Aviza the White Scar spoke, the joy of battle clear in his voice, [I]“your orders, Sister?”[/i]