+++ Techmarine Hexil +++

"How much longer Brother Hexil?" He shouted over the roar of weapons.

Techmarine Hexil did not look up from the fine adjustments he was making as he replied "The weapon's spirit was offended by the rough treatment it suffered on arrival High Marshal. If its containmant loop is not realigned by the proper supplications it will fail to consume itself and grow to the correct size for full devastation."

"Try to hurry Brother, we don't have much...".

The High Marshal was distracted by a sudden increase in the firing at one of the doors. Howls and yells announced an Ork attack was imminent. He crossed to it in three quick strides, just in time to meet the aliens' rush. A huge Ork leader crashed through the doorway and eviscertated an Initate with a thrust beneath his breastplate. Helbrecht parried its next blow and countered with a swing perfictly timed to catch his foe off balance from his missed attack. The glitering energy field of his ancient power sword slashed through the Orks' neck with barely a hint off resistance and the great Ork fell clutching spasmodically at he stump of its neck.

Hebrecht leapt forward into the lesser Orks behind, hacking and slashing with little finesse but horrible effectiveness. Limbs and heads flew appart. In seconds the doorway was filled with twitching corpes. Brother Mikael came up with his flamer and the surviving Orks were driven back into the corridor by a wall of flames.

"The charge is prepared" called Brother Hexil.

Helbrecht instantly switched comm chanels with a nerve impulse, "High Marshal to Light of Purity, immediate recovery - code Blue".

The Templars moved to the center of the chamber and were teleported to the waiting strike vessel in a blinding flash of light. Seconds later, the thermic charge blasted a new crator in the flank of the Ork space hulk.