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- Lienhard charges into the breach, perhaps for the last time.
- He bulls through a gap in the barricades, surprised bayonets deflecting off his armor as he madly pursues his prize. He stumbles to a stop barely a foot from his foe. The Heretek priest meets him, cog axe held in two metallic hands. A voice filters out of the vile creature's hood, emanating from the strangely familiar glowing lights within. "<Your kind disgust me. You parrot our words but you mindlessly reject the Truth>" The voice comes out, grating on the ears, boring even into Lienhard's abused eardrums.
- For a moment the two seem frozen, before exploding into motion. The Heretek's axe descends in a guillotine chop, intending to split Lienhard in half with inhuman strength. Lienhard is faster, his own blow hammering into an outstretched arm. Delivered by the strength of three hundred years of shame, the blow cuts through the priest's robes and slams hard into the metal beneath. The Axe howls as it bites into the metal, and there is a crunch as something beneath breaks. The heretek sags, the light beneath it's robe momentarily going out. It's axe blow cuts into the floor as Lienhard ducks to the side, also avoiding a blast of auzure plasma from a mechadendrite.
- Realizing the grenadier had somehow survived his foolhardy charge, there rest of the squad hurry to support him. Valentin shoves his Lasgun barrel through a firing slit and opens up on full auto, spraying down the front rank of conscripts. For their part the drafted soldiers cooperate, keeping their heads down under the hail of fire. Gerard snaps up his carbine, sighting down the enemy officer. A burst of crimson thunderbolts punches through the air-and burst the skull of a Republican Guardsman interposing himself in front of the officer. The headless corpse falls, steaming. The Officer shouts at the Conscripts, gesturing with his pistol. "Remember your families, and what happens to traitors!"
- Meanwhile, Lienhard meets additional challengers. Another of the officer's bodyguards rushes to meet him, an axe held in two hands. The berserker takes the blow on his shield, then responds with a counter attack that cuts through the traitor's groin and rips gore and coils of intestines' out onto the floor. The man falls, screaming. More try to gun him down, overloaded lasguns doing little more than staggering him and further charring his armor.
- At the barricade, a Republican guardsman hurls a grenade through the doorway. Perfectly timed, it detonates before anyone can react. Shrapnel patters off armor, and ears are once more ringing, but no other injuries make themselves apparent.
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