Chapter 22

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Haydrax watched as Drake, Jonathan, Logan, Rex, Toombs, and Stark all tried their hardest to help the wounded Sisters of Battle from not only their armor but also patch up their wounds while Engelbart, Widit, and Theo tried to help the other two techpriests with the help of the techpriestess while everyone else tried to create some barricades and more with whatever they could use from around them.

However, as Drake stood up with his exhausted medkit, along with Rex's, Toomb's, and Starks medkits, he sighed as he looked to Inquisitor Haydrax, "I've tried all that I can but field dressings and gauze wont get them onto their feet... we need an actual medic to help them.."

"Anything is better than nothing, PDF trooper... besides.. I'm sure there are more medkits around here..." said the Sister of Battle as she then took off her helmet.

Her eyes were amber, her hair a pure white. She had red lips and a burn scar on her left cheek and as she looked at them all, she said, "I am Chrima... my fellow sisters of battle are Vylon and Vissiya..."

"I am Inquisitor Haydrax Ishmael Jacobeam the Fourth... I'll let everyone else of my group introduce themselves as they wish." said the Inquisitor as he bowed and then saw something from nearby, perched on one of the outstretched grated pathways.

"I am Jaxx. The PDF trooper is Drake, the three autogun-wielding boys are Rex, Toombs, and Stark.." said Jaxx.

Chrima bowed as Prhix said, "I am Prhix, the groups Psyker... the trio of assassins are Eli, Scarlet, and Mac.."

Eli, Scarlet, and Mac all nodded as they continued to make cover and as Chrima turned around, she watched as Engelbart helped the techpriests up to their feet as they were now sufficiently healed enough to move and act as he said, "I am the Techpriest Engelbart Kappa. With me are the techpriests Widit and Theo..."

Theo and Widit bowed as they went to also help make the barricades as the Techpriestess said to Engelbart, "I am Dewyer. My accomplices are Ixion and Voross."

The other techpriests nodded and gave a bow as they went after Widit and Theo and as Haydrax came to what he saw, he got onto his knee's as he said, "Braddick... you died fighting as you've always wanted, I see.."

Inquisitor Braddick was atop a pile of Chaos marines and cultists, the same people spread out all through this place alongside the fallen Sisters of Battle, as he had been gored upon a chainsword as his own had been thrusted through the armor of a Chaos Marine chestplate, who lay dead not too far away from the pile.

"The Emperor guide you... my friend." said Haydrax as he sighed before saying, "You all feel anything?"

Jonathan, Logan, and Alec, the former two having their gauntlets covered in blood from trying to help Drake, shook their heads as Chrisma said, "You two, the small Knights-"

"Grey Marines... we're Grey Marines." said Logan as he looked down from the floor he, Jonathan, and Alec with his bolter in his hand.

"Very well then, Grey Marine." said Chrisma as she took up her helmet. "What are your names along with the Knights?"

"I am Logan, this is Jonathan." said Logan as he pointed to Jonathan, who also had his bolter out. "The Knight is Alec of the Eighth Brotherhood... he used to be part of a team but those Knights are dead now, gored by a Bloodthirster."

"I didn't think that Grey Marines were a thing." said Vissiya in a croak that Jonathan barely heard.

"Well, better believe it now.. but what I wonder is why a task force of Adepta Sororitas was doing here, trying to take on a heavily defended Chaos position without support.. why?" asked Jonathan as he began o make his way down some nearby steps.

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