The sergeant turned his lasgun on rapid fire, and fired continuously at the closest female painting. Splatters of the paint splashed across the floor and the wall, but she kept advancing steadily. One of the arbites, a younger recruit, stepped forward and attempted to elbow the female figure in the stomach. His blow succeeded, paint spilling onto the floor. 

Unfortunately the woman thing grabbed ahold of him with very real arms and held on tightly. He attempted to struggle, and it did seem as if he was stronger than the abomination, before the female form kissed him on the lips, and she grew liquid once more. The paint that made up her body becoming a torrent that invaded his body, her face and then her chest slipping into his mouth. 

The unfortunate arbites leaked paint and blood from nearly every orifice, and collapsed after a very brutal and gurgling death. "Lokken!" The sergeant cried out in horror, leaning down to attempt to aid his young officer, but the lad was already dead. To his credit, despite the wild superstitious fear in his eyes, the sergeant reared himself up and listened to Baldemar's next orders. 

"Fire at the feet! It collapses them!" Heironymus yelled, sending a mental signal to Silvana showcasing he understood her message. "Cover me!" The interrogator called, and on instinct the other arbites fired further into the room, attempting to aim at the feet and legs. At that, Baldemar did what the seemingly dashing young man didn't seem capable of, and he ran at the las-riddled wall, crashing through it and landing in a controlled roll, wall splinterings on the ground. He was just glad the upper level of the estate was dry wall. 

The paintings that were closest to him turned to him without surprise, reaching for the interrogator with outstretched hands. He got to his feet and leaped once more, rolling across the central bed and making it to the side of the room with no abominations. Reaching into his pocket, he grabbed ahold of a krak grenade, undoing the pin and tossing it behind the cupboard. At that, he tossed a frag grenade back from whence he came, knowing he couldn't get back past the abominations a second time. 

"Sergeant, get Silvana and your men out of there!" he ordered, and a moment later the arbites sergeant overcame his gaping visage and pulled Silvana into where the closed door was, and the other men dived to the right. Both the krak grenade and the fragmentation grenade exploded, engulfing the room in shrapnel and smoke, utterly engulfing the monsters and Baldemar. 

"What in blazes!?" The sergeant cried out, and Silvana would get the distinct feeling from the man that he thought Baldemar both brave and out of his mind. The other men seemed to share to same opinion. As the dust and smoke cleared out into the hallway, it gave better visibility in the room. There was naught splatters of paint all across the room, with shredded walls and a bed torn to piece. It seemed as if Heironymus had disappeared. 

Until a hand appeared from beneath the bed, and a disheveled adept pulled himself out, the cupboard now wrecked within the background behind him. 
[@Penny]