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[Thugren]

"Let him pull his =weight."

One of Cains tendrils say as it hovers in front of you, it opening its mouth so that cains voice can speak through it.

 

"He wont get any better if hes saved by everyone everytime...AM i understood?"

[Armoured Priest]

Burias rolled his eyes at this, thankful for having his helm on, wishing they didn't have to do this on a job. Even if it was just really a revenge one. 'And to think you were about to break the bastard earlier, the irony.' it sighed within his mind, commenting on the situation. "Ja, ja, ja, I'll let him do some actual work. Guess I had my fill for the day anyways." He shrugged, referring to the Niner gang he taken care of earlier today. He knew Gorechild was disappointed in this, cause this meant holding back so someone else can do things for once. 

[Thugren]

dazai collapses to the ground, gasping and huffinf as cain looks down at him unimpressed.

 

"YOure remarkably weak ."

 

he says, his patented brutal honesty comign to the fore as the man tries to get up but cant.

 

'Ok..YOu may have to do more than just watch him since he has no stamina."

[Armoured Priest]

"Probably does not help that you just tired him out too." Burias brought up as he walked over to Dazai, squatting down next to him poking him with a gauntleted finger. "Almost wonder if you did this on purpose." He chuckled. 'Grind him into the ground, wet the ground with his blood and watch.' it urged him, feeling his heart pick up pace. Burias just shook his head and tried to help Dazai back up with his hands, ignoring Gorechild's suggestions. "Come on now, still got Scheisse to do little Dazzie" He reminded him.

[Thugren]

at this, for one moment, the manifestation of fenrir seemed to rise out of its dformant place inside the wolf king. It towers over even gorechild in height and it is covered in chains.

 

"Do not goad mine to hurt my pawns beast.."

 

it says, its voice speaking in commands rather than bluster.

 

"Youll feed soon...So stay that blood lust."

 

the vision fade as cain comes to the edge of a ridge and stands overlooking the enemy camp.

[Armoured Priest]

Gorechild growled, but relented, knowing the other was the alpha here not it, and faded back into Burias' subconscious once again. Burias himself sighed and just tried to help Dazai back up, as a comrade on the ground is one that's not going to last long. "So what does it look like bruder?" He asked Cain, walking over to see the camp as well for himself, wondering if he should take his helm off to get a feeling for the camp first. He hasn't even really heard of this group, so this would be the first time he even seen anything about them. 'And soon it'll just be another patch of wasteland.' Burias thought to himself, getting a sickly grin from Gorechild.

[Thugren]

Looks like they are pleading to the arbiters for help."
 

he points out several guards who have officer issued gear, made for deflecting mutant abilities.

 

"Must be peddling for the guards..... THats fine."

 

He points to a back acess road to the camp, where some trucks are unloading.

 

"i want you to go in through there..... Handle them from behind. Im going to do things my way from the front."

[Armoured Priest]

"Heh, behind." "If that is how you wished to do this bruder." He nodded to Cain, before turning to Dazai. "Come on, we got a carnival of carnage to make here and they're not going to do it themselves." He urged the other war saint, starting to feel a little excited now, before making way down the slope towards the road and then the rear access loading bay. There wasn't much reason to be stealthy, not when he got involved at least, otherwise Kanta would have been here instead.

[Thugren]

the tendrils rise from dazais back and he nods as a horrible scream soon is raised from the other side of the camp.

 

From where you go, the guards have left, but in the distance you can see troops and men gathering to come and assist poush the angered wolf king back.

 

YOu also see No lifers..Guards who where caught doing illicit trading in the cage and abandonded here, gathering their weapons as dazai grits his teeth.

 

'Ytheyve got guards.."

[Armoured Priest]

"They got corpses." Burias said with annoyance at the sight. But of course with them so focused on Cain attacking the front, it gave him and Dazai the element of surprise on him. "For former guards, they're not that aware of their surroundings." he mused with a grin before gesturing his arm like he was backhanding something, sending a wave of force to smash into the gathering guards hoping for a good violent spectacle. Perhaps he should have removed his helm for this....nien there's time later, there's plenty of people here to force a leak through.

[Thugren]

most of the guards are sent tumbling, but one, he holds his ground as if nothing happened. He lifts his helmeted gaze up, and the suns rays reflect off his obsidian armour, making dazai grit his teeth.

"Fuck..that one kept his armor."

that guard raises his hand and directs the coming forces, sending twleve men charging at you all , weapons raised

[Armoured Priest]

"Really? They let him keep his armor? What dummkopf is running this prison?" Burias sighed in frustration at the thought of an inmate having that kind of gear here in the deadlands. Gorechild growled in agreement, denied a kill by the plates of rock. 'Let's loot his corpse once we're done.' It proposed as Burias focused on the trucks that were still at the unloading bay. "Well don't just stand they Dazzy, start killing already!" He told the the other saint as he flinged the pair of trucks at the oncoming group of motley prisoners and former guards, planning on using the multi ton vehicles like an eraser across a chalkboard, erasing lives instead of chalk lines.

[Thugren]

the trucks explode as dazai leaps into the fray with startling speed. HIs tendrils flash and blur as the guard comes out of the flames, the work HUNK written on the chestplate of the armor.

 

"Bring it on than!"

 

He chuckles over the roar of flames, his weapon unsheathing and revealing a baton that crackles with power.

 

"COme on that burias..... You werent supposed to see me here suppling these idiots....but ill just beat the memory out of you."

[Armoured Priest]

"Talk about wrong time and the wrong place huh? You shouldn't have been so sloppy." He said to the guard, whose he is guessing is called hunk for some reason, readying himself for a fight now. The obsidian armor is going to make any directed use of his power useless, and while Burias had vorboten training he wasn't sure how well he would stand up to the other guy holding a shock stick without having a weapon that won't conduct the electricity. 'Going to have to squish him from afar, and I bet he knows that." gore child said dismissively, as if this wasn't a challenge in contrast to how Burias was thinking about it. With a grunt of acknowledgement to what it said, He tried to rip the ground under the guard and up into the air to either hit the guard on the way up or make him redo his footing, something to keep the guy off balance for now.

[Thugren]

the ground moves, but the guard drops into a four point crouch, rolling to his side and breaking into a run into the alleytway to his right.

"get him!"

 

some more dead ednders yell, coming at burias in a tide of weapons and flesh.

'RIp him apart!"

 

as the first man leaps at burias with a tomohawk raised , bringing it down in a hwistling arc

[Armoured Priest]

"Komm zurück hier du verdammter Feigling!" Burias shouted at the fleeing guard. 'Go after him, job, him, job.' the thought about what he wanted to do raced in his mind before being distracted by guy coming at him with a hatchet. He gave a dismissive back hand at the leaping dead ender to slam a wall of force to both stop his attack and break his body for even attempting this. 'Job' he realized, knowing this was more important to accomplish for Cain than a personal want to fight. Even if the thought cam with some surprising reluctance.

[Thugren]

the man was gone in an instant, but when you turn around you see dazai is being born down by multiple men, his tendrils lashing out and attacking in all directions as he tries to stand, but a blade in his shoulder makes him cry out.

 

It would be impossible for you tintervene, but a wolf how can be heard, and to your right, amassive red wolf barrles through.

 

Its howl denotes rage, in your bodyyo uhear a burning rage bubble up, and dazai feels it as well has he stands and hurls the attacker off his back, making the person land with a terbile splat .

 

to your right, another psionic comes into view, you had heard of him, birmingham of the wasteland cult deathstalkers.

 

Behind him a being like a large hedgehog appears and he hisses.

 

"lackety of the wolf king.."

[Armoured Priest]

Forgetting about the guard that taunted him by both the rage Cain's wolf forced up from in him and the rather ridiculous sight in front of him by someone who was suppose to be a serious kind and a serious threat. "Oh boy, which kid's creation did you steal that from huh?" Burias asked without holding back the frustrations he felt right now as a response to being called a lackey, wondering if the guy could see the irony since he too was acting like a lackey for his group. 'Probably not.' Gorechild answered the rhetorical question, staring intently at the hedgehog like a dog would stare at a piece of meat placed before it. "Look, get in line with the rest of the Arscholes that wanted a piece today, got it?" He scowled before sending a sheer blast of psionic strength directly at him to see how strong this guy was while Gorechild went after the hedgehog being.

[Thugren]

the mans hand lashes out, and the two walls of force collide, causing a vortexx of force as equal strnegth is met with strength.

 

"Come come...SOmone getting soft on their podium ?"

 

he laughs as the hedgehog curels into a ball and rolls aside, dodging gorchilds grasping claws and slamming into the great manifestation with sudden ferocity, driving the beast back.

 

"I am not the cannon fodder here."

 

the psionic hisses in annoyance.

 

"So dont treat me like one boy."

[Armoured Priest]

"You're right, you're not cannon fodder. ....You're prey!" Burias said happily as his free hand reached up to rip his drachen mask and helm off from his head, letting them drop and clatter to the ground while a flood of voice came crashing over his mind but letting him use his mutagen without constriction. Still holding the vortex with the deathstalker, he swung his other hand while it was clenched into a fist in order to send a hammer blow of force into the man's side. Gorechild also felt the weight of obsidian finally fall off him, giving an almost glasgow smile of yellow fanged teeth while the hedgehog was trying to teat into him, repaying in kind by having his claws latch on to the mammal and thusting his maw down onto the hedgehog, intent of tearing a chunch out even if there were quills in the way. Pain or not, blood and gore will be shed today.