Miracus: time for your end, for the plague father demands of such and yours is at hand!
*The DKL had lost grip of his bolter as the maggot ridden bolts pierced his hand twice
As he was about to finish with the aim ready the governor shot his head with the laspistol however with little to no damage than the faint smell of burnt rotting skin and the irratational sound of the plague marine.*
Miracus: you dare-
*Flamers and melta pistols who's fire and flame were brought forth by the two death Korp as the governor was given another spare laspistol to cover the entrance to the ship, tho the governor would be in a stress and panic as the plague father's minions are resilient as ever and insects fly to try and close in on the ship.*
*The DKL had gained his bolter once more and decided to retreat back to the ship calling for his comrades to do the same as miracus is burned yet unbroken his irritation has turned to anger as he would follow in persuit of them.*
Issac: unbelievable this dudes a tank "he whispered' I've got to stop staring and act aswell.