I pulled my thousander from my belt and squeezed a pair of shots. One struck the power armored man and ricochet away. If anyone had time to pay attention they might have been shocked that I managed it. Las bolts were streaking in all directions vaporizing chunks of the prefab structure. The surviving servitors were still scribing, though without the servo skulls they simply output a continuous line. I was tempted to reach out with my powers again but the peril of the Warp felt all together too close. Hadrian shoved me down a moment before a bolt shell detonated above my head. Clara wedged herself into the doorway, her las carbine stuttering a burst that shattered a servo-skull before driving one of the enemy gunmen into cover behind one of the fallen blocks of masonary.

The power armored figure was screaming commands, redploying his men to form a base of fire. They were good, possibly ex-millitarum, wherever their current loyalties lay. Hadrian managed to flush one from cover and I snapped off a shot. Clara cut him down with two shots to center mass. He went up in a dirty orange flash as one of his frag grenades touched off under the lash of the las fire.

"We have to go before they flank us!" Hadrian shouted. I glanced back to see Selenica. Her knuckles were white and her gun was unfired, her eyes wide and staring.

"Selenica!" I yelled, then ducked back to grab her arm. Her eyes locked on me.

"We are going, grab the case!" I shouted, guesturing with my pistol to the nearest void shielded container. Her eyes blinked into focus.

"Right, casket," she breathed and grabbed up the nearest case.

"Emm get moving!" Hadrian shouted, as he and Clara started to lay down covering fire. It was not effective. The power armored inquisitor let out a bellowing warcry and charged forward, wading through las fire as though it was summer rain. He dropped his bolt pistol and drew a two handed chain sword, its blades whining to life as he rushed at Hadrian, aiming a savage cross cut at him. I shoved Selenica out towards the arch that led out the other side of the plaza. Where it lead I had no idea but we couldn't stay here.  Clara was moving backward, darting from cover to cover. SHe flattened herself against a stone and produced two grenades from her belt. She tossed them both into the plaza where they burst spewing copious amounts of yellowish smoke that obscured the gunmen.

"Go!" Clara yelled and then staggered backwards as a lasbolt struck her in the hip, pitching her to the ground. She was up in a moment, limping away and spraying fire into the increasingly thick curtain of smoke. Hadrian had his powersword lit now, fending off blows from our mysterious assailant. I shaoved Selenica head of me, forcing her out towards the arch. I tracked the melee with my pistol but there was no hope of shooting accurately into the swirling sword duel. Clara limped past me, blood staining her fatigue pants below her cracked armor.

"Emm! Move!" she screamed but I wasn't listening.

"Take care of Selenica!" I shouted then ran back towards Hadrian. The power armored figure saw me coming and twisted sideways, opening some space between himself and Hadrian, clearly reluctant to engage two foes at once. If he knew how inept I was, he might have been less worried. I clicked my thousander to its underslung, planted my feet and fired the breeching round. It hit him in the chest from less than twenty feet, the kick nearly breaking my wrist. The blast knocked him from his feet, sending him scrambling back into the smoke. Hadrian stared after him, clearly of a mind to pursue, at least until he saw armored figures coming through the smoke.

"Go!" He yelled, turning and grabbing my arm, dragging me out towards the arch.