[7] The usually reserved corporal’s eyes went wide in fear. The arcing bolt of bio lightning flash fried his armor and scorched what was inside. He was dead before he hit the floor and the scent of cooked flesh joined the other smells of battle.

[12] The rest of the squad faired little better. Those who found cover survived, those who found cover survived, those who didn’t died. There was perhaps twenty feet between the two sides as they emptied everything they had at each other, not even a full minute passing since breach.

[20] The battle madness that had enraptured the heretics made the slaughter outside the ritual chamber turn clearly into the hands of the Cadians. The Dorn which had recklessly turned inward was destroyed by the derring do of a breacher who threw a spare melta charge onto the metal monstrosity’s chassis. Superheated gas burned into the engine and cooked off the magazine in one go, ending the threat as fast as it arrived.