The Demoness spread her shoulders absorbing the dark tendrils of energy pouring from the warp hole. Her black eyes glowed turning bright crimson as they rolled back into her elongated skull. She ran the tip of her long forked tongue over her pointy filed fangs, her lips parting into an evil grin. The many daemon hands pulled back as she stepped forward, her muscles rippling underneath her taut red skin. Lifting the Hellblade above her head the demoness let out a curdling scream from deep within her gut. It was so shrill broken pieces of rubble vibrated spilling from the broken pillars.
Orpheus rapid fired his bolt pistol until the magazine was spent but the micro rockets bounced harmlessly off ricocheting aside. The Templar holstered the pistol grasping for the bound chainsword. Simultaneously the two combatants assailed each other. Orpheus went on the offensive swinging both weapons with all his might, each strike aimed for the head. Though even stronger now the lack of an arm showed as the demoness struggled to parry the iron hard blows. One well aimed strike snuck through her guard and struck her across the brow severing the tainted skin, pearly white bone shone beneath the rent. The Templar felt his forearms burning in pain again like fire coursing through his veins. Silently whispering a final prayer to the Emperor asking for one last surge of strength he involuntarily smiled as the Templar felt the pain instantly subsiding. Dropping one of his chainswords he caught the demoness by the hip and flipped her over. She screamed again in utter rage as she fell upon her back finally exposed. Double handing one chainsword Orpheus swung down lopping off her head. The fleshy skull rolled upon the ground leaving a trail of boilng blood and came to rest beside the heap of polished skulls piled high around her own shrine. "Suffer not the unclean." said Orpheus as he bent down on one knee to catch his breath.
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