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Cain vs. Another Hive Tyrant

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  1. I stood up to parry another scything claw with my gently humming chainsword, blessing my duellist’s reflexes as I did so. That bang on the head must have been worse than I thought. I felt weak and giddy, and if it hadn’t been for the urgency of the situation making such a luxury too time-consuming, I’d probably have jettisoned my lunch. Blinking back the brown haze swirling in the corners of my vision I hacked and blocked like an automaton, no doubt displaying a complete lack of finesse that would have outraged old Miyamoto de Bergerac, but which at least kept my head on my shoulders. As the crowd of gaunts gave way, encouraged rather more by Jurgen’s adroit use of his melta than my feeble efforts I’m forced to concede, I suddenly found myself facing something a whole lot worse. Another hive tyrant, apparently bred purely for close combat, reared up behind them, slashing down with its twin sets of scything claws.
  2. I tried to block the rain of blows, but stumbled, my legs giving way without warning as the dark cloud over my eyes rushed in, and I found myself pitching over the side of the Salamander to land on the cobbles at its feet. The unexpected movement may, of course, have saved my life, the vile creature’s flurry of strokes doing no more than inflict another massive dent on our sturdy little conveyance, but as I sprawled there I truly thought my last moment had come.
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