I quietly nock an EMP arrow, aim for the Safrillion's head and let it fly...
I duck behind a crate to avoid the turret fire and switch to my rocket launcher. I then peer around the edge of the crate to locate the closest turret. I fire one rocket at the closest one before returning to cover to reload. As I do so I curse at myself ft not getting out of the room faster.
I reload my rocket launcher and turn to the Sargent. "Working on disabling those turrets sir."
I peer around the corner to pick the next two turrets to target. The first one is is a position to keep suppressive fire on the one of the other squads and the second one is near the door preventing my escape. I fire at the first one that I had targeted and turn to fire on the second one and return to cover. "Two more down sir."
Cursing I switch back to my shotgun watching the rear flank waiting for the turrets to be disabled. "Next time I won't stick the grenade in a crate..." I mutter to myself as I fire my shotgun at a group of Magnus troops.
I cut down a Safrilion that had been trying to sneak up on Arcadia as I drop my cloak. "Need some help?"
"Blasted Xeno." I shout as I throw a grenade at Safrillion's position. "Come and show yourself as I have a lead slug for you." I shout as I draw my action back on my shotgun.
I shout a curse at the Safrillion in my native tongue as I lob my last two grenades at him. "Your head shall be my trophy Xeno!!" I shout as I fire my shotgun at him as well.
I fire on the heavy Darsalin aiming for joints and the neck where the armor is thinner. "You shall not over come me Xeno's. Your body will be left in the void of space for the stars to consume. I will use your blood to paint the halls of your ancestors homes in our victory." I rapid fire an full clip at the heavy Darsalin.
"I can take him sir." I start focusing my rage on the Darsalin. "Come on Xeno, show me what you got. I am eager to rend your flesh from your bone." I shout at the Darsalin as I keep firing my shotgun at its weak armor points trying to draw it closer as well as hold its attention.
I let out a small sigh of frustration as fire a few quick rounds at the Paululuses. "I will remember that sir. Sir what are the chance that Safarillon won't suspect a rush on his position?" I ask as I try to keep my rage from taking over me completely
I holster my shotgun and let out a bloodlust roar as I leap out of cover charging the Safarillion. I leap over the cover that he is using falling on top of him drawing my as I stab at him. "Death is waiting for you xeno and I will send you to greet him. I will take your head as a trophy and display it to your still living kin."
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