Seeing Erendul thrown to the floor, Mikail slung his rifle and charged from behind cover drawing his laspistol as he did. Come on you bloody starch arsed Cadian, dont be dead, dont be dead Mikail pleaded as he ran, firing his laspistol at those around him he managed to wing one and carried on towards Erendul when he saw the Storm Trooper Sergeant receive a crushing blow to the skull from the giant heretic before turning back to deal with the Lieutenant.
Firing a shot at the giant's chest did little but cause the man's attentions to focus on Mikail, with a scream of hate the almost Astartes huge thug charged the Altonian, maul held high. Instead of slowing down the mercenary put on an extra burst of speed, and as he was almost within reach of that fearsome Maul his opponent ground to a halt and spread his legs to take the strain of a mighty swing. Exactly what Mikail had been hoping for.
Using his momentum he dived forwards sliding between the giant's leg and then springing towards the dead sergeant's power sword.
A flick of the activation stud and he swept round to meet the heretic head on, jumping to the side as the huge weapon splintered the plascrete next to him. A scream of defiance left his lips as he put all his weight behind a thrust into the scarred chest that stood before him, but quicker than he thought possible the man-mountain used his maul to deflect the path of the lightening wreathed sword. Mikail was no swordsman but he knew that it shouldn't have been possible for the man to move so quickly no matter how strong he was, before he gathered his courage and swung again and again in berzerk desperation. Finally, whether through luck or divine intervention, the sword struck true burying itself in the man's ribs and he finally sank to his knees as blood bubbled up from his mouth and wound in a fountain of gore.
Pulling Erendul to his feet, Mikail shook his head with a wry smile on his lips
"You Cadians, always trying to sleep on the job"...
OOC: 1 big guy down, 18 to go |