Dominion The Bryn'adûl | Asteroid Ambush | Dominion of Empty Hex

[Galak]

Post: Four
Tags: Sylok'Vanari | Keldothera
Objective: C

"Warrior, I recognise your insignia. Fifteenth regiment, you are one of General Tarasks kin." Galak spoke to Cemati whilst holding eye contact, his hands slowly moving down to one of the spikes, taking it by the base so it didn't move from leg much, then his other hand at the end of the first spike embedded in his leg.

“Yes, second mortar unit.” Cemati replied.

“What is it like being part of a mortar squad? I’ve never worked with them much before.” Galak inquired, eyes struggling to stay on Cemati.

“Its.. its...fine? I’ve quickened my load-” Galak got ready, looking down to the first spike and ready to move to the second.“-time since I started I- ahhh!” Cemati cried out. Galak snapped the spike, shuffling as quickly as he could and snapping the second. He nodded to Sylok, his attention quickly shifting to the approaching General.

He could tell she was about to collapse, Galak rose; catching Kelda in one arm and the Juggernaut on her back with the other.

"I've got him, sit Kelda." Galak spoke with a growl, not necessarily angry with the General but with the situation entirely.

~They've found the tomb, pull the injured out~

Broadcaster across the coms channel.

"Ashaka, prep him to be moved. We're leaving this rock."

 

[Tathra Khaeus]

Post: Nine
Tags: Primarch Drek'ma |
Objective: B

Moving with the momentum of the spin, Tathra swung with both weapons - hacking and slashing with his Sword, cutting in wide arcs, striking with devastating effect - obliterating the droids around him. His Axe cleaving the larger automaton in two, its body exploding mid-shot and knocking back more droids.

Tathra took in the carnage, scanning the room as his heart beat heavily in his chest. He let out a breath in the momentary reprieve as more came from every direction, however it'd seemed as though they'd slowed them down. He put the sword onto his back, taking his Axe into a two handed grip in a mid-raised guard, it'd been a while since everything had happened at Yurb.

Time to let loose, he was ready for more. Angry, angry at everything and everyone, why did it all have to start falling apart when he was getting older. With a growl, he prepared for the on coming attack of androids. Nothing like nostalgia to get someone ready for combat. But, that was interrupted by the Primarch, calling out a specific wall. Eyes travelled to the Axe, as two more androids landed in front of him. He knew what to do.

 

[Keldothera]

Post: Five
Objective: C
Tags: Galak |

Keldothera felt her vision dissipate slowly as the weight was taken off her shoulders, she couldn't remember much after that point. She couldn't see much, just glimpses as she faded in and out. Watching as the Bryn forces evacuated their remaining troops out from the asteroid.

It seemed the only ones who were still inside were the Primarch and Tathra. She tried to get up but it was no use, her body wasn't listening to her now. She needed to rest, but she wanted to fight - to help. But again her body refused, her eyes moved slowly.

She saw both Sylok and Galak alongside other Ashaka members tend to the wounded. She reached for Galak's arm, trying to speak but nothing came. Her eyes were heavy, weak just like the rest of her. She needed to rest now, they'd survived. They had needed to survive. That was all that had been asked of her. Kelda slipped out of consciousness, her mind blacking out.

 

[Tathra Khaeus]

Post: Ten
Tags: Primarch Drek'ma
Objective: B

The first struck with its drilling arm from the left, Tathra brought the Axe upward - catching the arm and pushing it left and in the direction of the other android. He waited for the second android to attack, kicking out with his right leg into the side of the closest androids left leg, crushing the joint and forcing it to the ground.

He slashed upward, cutting its head off, at the same time disarming the second mid-strike. Releasing the Axe into his right hand, he grasped the armless android and stepped beside it, turning on the ball of his foot and throwing it into the approaching androids as he swung wide at the wall the Primarch had pointed out.

The red beam of energy exploded toward the wall, obliterating it on contact. The hole wasn't big enough for them to travel through, but enough for them see the tomb through. A blue beam of light was bursting from it, Tathra's guess - destroy it.

"Primarch, to me!"

 

[Primarch Drek'ma]

Objective: B
Post: Ten
Tags: Tathra Khaeus |

When the Chieftain called to him, the Primarch quickly made his way over to the Titan but they were quickly being surrounded by the automatons. The Primarch lashed out with a spray if energy, knocking back the front line. They seemed to be surrounded, from all sides the automatons were making their slow crawl toward them.

There were only so many times he had been cornered like this. His mind flashed to the Servitors, one of those would be useful in a time like this. Or even more so, reinforcements. It had likely been the automatons that had destroyed the tunnels earlier.

No doubt it had been on purpose, these droids wished to see to their end. Now, they got even move aggressive - no doubt they did not want them getting any closer to the tomb. But, the whole they had created was too small. There was no way either of them could fit through. The automatons began to attack, both would have to fight as hard as they could to keep them at bay.

"Did you have a plan?" Drek'ma asked, shouting over the combat.

 

[Tathra Khaeus]

Post: Eleven
Tags: Primarch Drek'ma
Objective: B

When the Primarch joined him, the automatons had completely surrounded them numbering dozens now as they grew more aggressive. Tathra kept them at bay wide large wide swings, releasing blast after blast of red energy from the ruby beard of the Axe into the steadily growing group of automatons. Hacking and slashing through them as they came, thrusting the brunt of the shaft into ones face as it came; knocking it flat on its back and stomping on its head.

Another came dropping down from above, cutting it in half as it fell. The Primarch fought back as well, releasing blasts of energy from his staff as they came. Though they both knew there was simply too many of them, there was no way they could take them all out but it likely that they wouldn't need to. Tathra turned to him then, it seemed he'd forgotten one of his best talents.

"Take us in there." Tathra explained, cutting down another automaton as more and more came from the walls, ground and ceiling. One grabbed at his leg, with a yank of his leg he tore its arm off - turning back to the Shaman.

"Teleport us, now Drek'ma!" He barked, backing up. They needed to move before they were swarmed.

 

[Primarch Drek'ma]

Objective: B
Post: Eleven
Tags: Tathra Khaeus

Of course, teleportation. The Primarch focused his energy - the ground beneath them shifting in matter and energy as waves of plasmatic energy wove around them like circlets of white energy as he envisioned the room of the tomb. In a flash of energy, they had phased through the wall and away from the swarm of Automatons.

Drek'ma fell on his back, nearly exhausted from the combat that proceeded this. As if he hadn't sustained enough injuries, teleportation put a strain on a beings body and mind in a way those of other modes of travel could not understand.

But that wasn't important, his eyes shifted upward - looking to the hole the automatons were now crawling through. It would only be a matter of time now, before they were swarming in here too.

"Hurry Tathra, destroy the tomb! Destroy the power source!"

 

[Tathra Khaeus]

Objective: B
Tags: Primarch Drek'ma
Post: Twelve

As useful as it was, he hated the nauseous feeling of teleportation. The way it wracked at his old bones and pulled at his every molecular chain. It was like being frisked by disruptor energy with great but non-lethal intensity. He rose to his feet, Axe in hand as he rushed upward toward the tombstone at the behest of the Primarch.

Tathra swung down with his Axe, striking at the tombstone only to have his Axe repelled by the energy after burrowing in merely an inch. With a defence like this, he'd have to try harder. He struck again this time with his hand at the back of the blunt of the Axe's blade; pushing down against the resistant shield. In the corner of his ear, he could the sounds of the automatons crawling through as he forced his Axe into the energy field of the tombstone.

The blade cut through the shield within, pressing down as its lethal edge chipped into the stone - breaking the shield. That was enough, he raised the Axe before bringing it down in a clean cleaving strike, cutting the tombstone in half as the energy source dissipated into nothing. Behind them, the automatons fell limp.

 

[Primarch Drek'ma]

Objective: B
Post: Twelve
Tags: Tathra Khaeus

Drek'ma struck at one of them after another, his staff boiling with a bright pearl white glow as lances of destructive energy lurched out from the weapon; destroying the few that made their way through the hole Tathra had created.

But it was only a matter of time before they broke through, automatons were relentless as they had to learn facing off against the androids under the guise of the rogue artificial intelligence all those years ago.

"Hurry Tathra!" Drek'ma called back.

But, even as he said it. The energy ground to a halt, he could feel it through the force. The automatons drew to a silent stop, lifeless and scattered. Though it only occurred to him now how interesting it was that these machines were seemingly being powered by energy from a tomb emanating with force energy. But it seemed Tathra had destroyed it now, the asteroid was dead or would be soon.