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Holding the master crafted plasma pistol, extended outwards, he aimed it at an orks head as it charged too close and watched it with interest. Pulling the trigger softly, he watched as a blue ball of pure, super-heated energy went forth and cleansed the Xenos of its false life. The ork stumbled to the ground, with its head, clean off. The inquisitor raised his sword in the air and held it high. He stood infront of the building smiling with a wide grin as the orks, tried to touch him, but only came within to only be sliced by his force sword, or shot to death. After the last ork was slain, two storm troopers came out with flame throwers and set light to the dead ork bodies. More came slowly out of the building with heavy weapons and assault weapons of different varieties.

Several Inquisitorial storm troopers emerged from the building and from its sides. Nearly 20 in total, the inquisitor walked alone with his sword in hand and pistol in other. He seemed to looked at the bodies of the dead xenos. He then moved his pistol to an ork and shot it. The squeal of a what seemed like a grox in pain squeled for a short few seconds, till the ork stopped moving.

‘Sir, Kasrkin are in the building across from us…what should we do with them?’ A man, dressed in inquisitorial robes walked out, holding a long pole, which ended with what seemed to be an imperial seal. In his other hand was a plasma gun. Acolyt Gunther looked to his lord and waited for his answer.

‘Let them come…it would be nice to have…new additions to our group…we need the man power anyways…’ Inquisitor hertals looked from the dead ork to the building with the imperial forces.

‘Lord. We have so far twenty stormtroopers. And nearly fifty regular guardsmen armed with heavy weapons and lasguns. What will we have use for nearly a dozen Kasrkin?’ Another man came out, this time, a short but pulpus man. Rolls of fat under his chin. He held a feathered pin and a dataslat. Looking towards his lord he began to scribble what has acoured here. ‘Lord, we must hurry and leave this spot, or more orks will converge here from the noise pf battle. Shall I prepare your rhino and the others chimeras?’

‘Yes Lancor. Go and prepare the vehicles, while I talk with the new…recruits of there new mission.’ The Inquisitior walked towards the Kasrkin’s position, flanked by 5 storm troopers on each side and with Gunther right behind. The storm troopers heads were masked by the re-breathers and there helmuts, save for the two Sergeants which both held power swords and plasma pistols.