The tingling sensation of Adrianne's psychic powers had urged her to take cover behind one of the pillars, and she was happy she did when the fiend's quills shot out across the room like a hail of flachettes ripping through furniture, daemon remains and taking chunks out of the pillar she had been hiding behind!

[color=bc8dbf]"That thing is armored like a tank!" [/color]

Adrianne exclaimed as she watched the bolter rounds bounce off the creature's carapace and do little more than leave a few dents and cracks. If they were going to take this thing down, they would need something on the level of a heavy bolter or be able to find its weakspot!

On the bright side, it also occurred to Adrianne that she had just the thing for this issue.

[color=a187be]"Medaira!"[/color] Adrianne called out, before pulling one of the two krak grenades from her belt and throwing it towards the tech priestess - allowing her psychic powers to lift the grenade mid-throw and carry it the rest of the way to Medaira.
[color=a187be]"We need it on the warpspawn before Stukov manages to fulfill his duty to the emperor!"[/color]

Adrianne called out to Medaira, as the roughly cube-shaped anti-tank grenade slid into Medaira's hands/mechadendrites/recepticles. 

Privately, a part of Adrianne's more sensible psyche inquired about the wisdom of handing out such a high grade explosive to a clearly unstable character like Medaira. But another, more reckless part of Adrianne's sub-psyche argued that if anyone knew how to wield an explosive properly, it would be the explosive-obsessed tech priestess. If anything, Medaira couldn't possibly make the situation any worse than it already was! Well, unless she accidentally managed to hit Stukov with the krak grenade.

The Psyker made a mental note to steer clear of Medaira's line of fire and watch for any errant anti-tank grenades.