Spring-Step RTT/GT

So I went and participated in a tournament at the Forge in Chaska. Many thanks to my friend who gave me a ride, otherwise I never would have been able to go to the Forge. I kind of feel bad - it was a long drive, so maybe I shouldn't take advantage of him. Oh, well. Anyway, the tournament itself was a great experience. As usual, I brought Imperial Knights because...well, I'm a Knight player. What else did you think I was going to bring? Black Templars? Nah. I'm all about Imperial Knights!

Anyway, my list looked something like this:

Imperial Knights Super-heavy Detachment (Glorified History, Hounds of War, Mechanicus aligned)

Dominus Knight Castellan with Cold Eradication and Cawl's Wrath

Questoris Knight Prceptor with Ion Bulwark and Stormspear rocket pod

3 Armiger Warglaives with meltaguns

3 Armiger Knights Moirax, 2 with 2 graviton pulsars and 1 with 2 lightning locks

So yeah. That pretty much sums up my list. Hey, it's Imperial Knights, I don't have that many units. Still pretty fun to play with them because...well, Knights!

Game 1

I had the fortune of playing against an awesome Nurgle Daemon list in my first game. The mission was Recover the Relics or something like that. There was no Great Unclean One, but there was Be'lakor, who basically ran up the table, killed my Knight Preceptor in combat, then my opponent used a Stratagem for Be'lakor to fight twice and kill a Knight Moirax. Ouch. My shooting in the first couple of times was...bad. Still, I managed to kill Be'lakor with my Knight Castellan, and Be'lakor himself ate 3 mortal wounds when he perilled twice with Warp Ritual. I think he rolled 2 6s the first time, and then rolled 2 1s on a Command Reroll. What are the odds!?

My Knights had to slowly fight their way through a bunch of Plaguebearers riding on wasps, the Armiger Warglaives slowly hacking away at them over five turns, but eventually I succeeded in clearing them off the table and managed to get more primary objectives than him. I thought I had lost the game, but I managed to somehow turn it around in the last few turns, and I think the score was 89 to 82 in my favor. My opponent made the mistake of not taking Bring it Down, or he would have scored 9 points instead of 3 for Warp Ritual, having killed my Knight Preceptor and 3 Armiger Knights. Hmm, even if he did take Bring it Down, the score would still have been 89 to 88. Well, it was a close and very fun game, so I have no complaints! I really enjoyed it!

Game 2

This time, I ended up playing against Deathwing. There were literally 47 Deathwing Terminators on the table, along with Champion in Terminator Armor and an Interrogator Chaplain in Terminator armor. The mission was Data Scry Salvage, and I used the Armigers' Objective Secured to my advantage to claim the objectives in the No Man's Land and score more on primary while keeping my distance from the slow-moving Deathwing Terminators. Despite their durable Transhuman (can only be wounded on unmodified rolls of 4+), I was able to table him by turn 5...somehow. That said, I only had 3 Knights left on the table because he wrecked my Knight Preceptor in the first or second turn, and I used Noble Sacrifice to blow up his Terminators...and accidentally destroyed one of my own Armigers with 6 mortal wounds. Ouch. Well, I also did quite some damage to his Terminators, so worth it, I guess?

In any event, I managed to win 92 to 44 despite losing 4 Armigers and my Knight Preceptor to a bunch of thunder hammers. It was a fun game, and it was a lot closer than the score made it seem, mostly because the Deathwing suffered from only being able to score points only if they hold 2 or more, or hold 3 or more, or hold more than me. I was always holding more than him and grabbing the objectives all over the table. I think I was able to max out Yield no Ground, which was the new Imperial Knight secondary I took for all my games. Honestly, I was surprised. I thought I would lose and be unable to kill his Deathwing, but I think my raw firepower took out his Terminators, who might benefit from an Apocethary's Feel No Pain, considering my graviton pulsars and Cawl's Wrath plasma decimator were doing like 3 damage apiece.

Game 3

The mission was Conversion, and my opponent brought Orks. A SpeedWaaagh using the SpeedFreakz Army of Renown. I went first, to my chagrin, and the first couple of turns were...pretty bad. But when he raced his bikers across the table, I took them out fairly easily with the graviton pulsars. The raw number of lightning locks shots also helped take out the deffkoptas despite the Ramshackle stuff. Eventually, I was able to power through and kill all his buggies and deffkoptas with melta and the Knight Castellan's firepower, along with the Armigers...though I ended up losing like 4 Armigers and once again my Knight Preceptor died. I pulled Noble Sacrifice and blew him up, dealing 6 mortal wounds to 2 different deffkopta squadrons and 3 mortal wounds to a third squadron. The explosions were really on point!

I have to say the Knight Preceptor was pretty...useless, though. The only thing he can do is blow up on death and deal mortal wounds, but his shooting and melee were pretty abyssmal. Can't complain, given I almost tabled my opponent, leaving just 2 buggies hiding in a ruin, but otherwise I killed everything else, including the Warboss in a buggy. Whoa. I so did not expect that. After the last time I played against Orks where I got tabled, I expected to die horribly, but I actually won for a third time in a row. The score was 91 to 53 in my favor, I think. Again, the game was a lot closer than the score made it out to be, with my opponent wrecking over half of my Knights. Dakka is awesome.

Game 4

The next mission was the Scouring, and I knew my luck would run out eventually. But I didn't think it would be this bad. In any event, my opponent was Adeptus Custodes, so...you probably know how it went down. Needless to say, I got tabled by turn 3...hell, I didn't have a turn 3, my Knights were totally annihilated during my opponent's turn 3. Yikes. His jetbikes, Galatus Dreadnoughts and Sagittarium pushed down the table, with the Vexilia providing a -1 to hit. Damn it.

My shooting was, as usual, horrible. And I paid the price for it. I was rolling 1s and 2s, and missing entirely, and when my shots did land, I rolled 1s for the damage - talking the D6 damage for Stormspear rocket pod and las-impulsor. Not to mention my 4 meltaguns on my Knight Castellan failed to do a single wound. Can't complain after the first three games, and like I said, my luck was going to run out eventually. But even so, it was a completely one-sided affair where I only killed one squad of jet-bikes and the 2 Galatus Dreadnoughts...and that was it. In exchange for all 8 of my Knights.

The score was 22 to 95, which was a heavy loss. Yeah...that was painful.

Edit: Apparently there is no round 5. There was only player who was undefeated yesterday, so he's the winner! Congratulations to David, I think, for finishing first with Space Wolves!

I ended up finishing 10th. Well...that's not so bad...I think.

Relax, Sis

"Uh...why are the Sisters from the Order of Sacred Ashes shooting at us?"

Tanaka asked, astonished, as a barrage of bolter rounds pinged off the armor of his Armiger Warglaive. He didn't even bother to activate the ion shield for Kazan, which cost him dear when a few of the bolts detonated against vital joints and sent his machine limping. Tanaka barely noticed the damage, focusing on the fact that their erstwhile allies had turned on them.

"Bad news," Suzuki reported, his features barely visible on the fizzling holo-pict in Tanaka's Helm Mechanicum. "The Adepta Sororitas have deemed our faith lacking and decided to arbitrarily purge us."

"...say what?"

"Does it matter?" Kanda said grimly, pivoting his Armiger Knight Moirax to fire gravitic pulses at a shrieking squad of Sisters Repentia, squashing them into bloody pulps in a single volley. "If we don't fight back soon, we'll be killed. Let's just get out of this situation first."

"I have dibs on the tank!" Suzuki said eagerly when he spotted the Castigator tank pulling up from behind a hab-block. He sounded a tad too enthusiastic for Tanaka's liking, but before the latter could stop him, Suzuki was already goading Hebi into a loping stride toward the armored vehicle.

However, the Castiagor opened up, its barrels roaring as it unleashed a storm of santificed shells upon Hebi. Suzuki deftly angled his ion shields to deflect the exploding rounds, but even so, his Armiger Warglaive rocked from the impact. Hebi reeled and nearly staggered, only for the surviving Sister Superior that was leading the Repentia from earlier to leap and assault him.

Suzuki skillfully chopped her in half, her body disintegrating in a bloody mist, even as her neural whips left a single scratch across the thigh plating of Hebi. He righted his Armiger Warglaive and fired a volley from its thermal spear, the molten lance melting the front ceramite armor of the reversing vehicle.

Tanaka wanted to help him, but he had troubles of his own. Two Battle Sister squads were converging on Kazan, their bolter shells pinging ineffectively against his machine. This time, he activated his ion shields, minimizing the damage from the small-arms fire, but the Sisters were far from discouraged. Even though he vaporized three Sisters in one squad with a single shot from his thermal spear, the carapace meltagun missing, they were simply galvanized further by the loss of their comrades. Led by a Canoness, who was raising her women to ever-increasing zeal with fiery rhetoric, the completely unscathed squad charged him. The Sister Superior swung her chainsword, matching her rhythm with the Canoness's gleaming power sword.

"Ugh!"

Kazan stumbled from the blows, and though he swept out with a sweeping blow of its Reaper chain-cleaver, the Sisters dodged with what seemed like miraculous agility. A few of them were knocked over by the whirring teeth and power field that enveloped the weapon, and despite the gouges in their power armor, they simply stood back up and shrugged off what would otherwise be grievous wounds.

It appeared to Tanaka that they were compelled by near-supernatural faith, driven to acts of higher zeal. Shouting hymns and utterly convicted in the righteousness of their decision to purge their imperial allies for what they deemed was a lack of faith, they continued to assail the sparking armor of Kazan.

"Hang in there!" Kanda shouted, but his Knight Moirax was currently besieged by a squad of Seraphym who had swooped from the heavens to open up on him with bolt fire. He snapped off a couple of shots from his graviton pulsars, but only killed three of them. The other two continued to boost toward him, the superior brandishing her glowing power sword with vengeance in her eyes.

"Just die already!" Suzuki howled, enraged, even as Hebi was rocked back by another devastating salvo from the Castigator. Fortunately, his ion shield deflected the worst of the blow and he was able to close in on the rapidly retreating tank. Unleashing his wrath upon the stricken vehicle, which was partially immobilized by a second shot from his thermal spear, he finished it off with a penetrating hit from his carapace meltagun without even having to close in and engage it in close combat. Suzuki crowed. "Hah!"

His triumph was short-lived, however. The Sisters' boltguns roared and the barrage of rounds detonated against the already weakened armor of the Armiger Warglaive. For one second, Hebi teetered. Then it fell over, wrecking itself against the ground.

"Oh, for the love of the God-Emperor...!" Suzuki raged impotently, slamming his fists against the console of his Helm Mechanicum. "Not again! I hope I don't get a Battle Scar!"

"Don't you miss the days before the Great Rift, when we were using AV and Hull Points instead of Toughness and Wounds?" Tanaka sighed heavily and shook his head. "Back then, our AV12 Armigers were immune to bolters. Now all it takes is a 5+ to wound our Toughness 7 Armigers."

"What in the nine hells are you talking about now!?"

"Nothing." Tanaka managed to slay the Canoness with a lucky shot, impaling her with the Reaper Chain-cleaver after she survived a point-blank meltagun fire. Her faith had held strong at first, but the eventual weight of attacks had finally worn through her strong defenses. With a slash, he finished off the rest of the Sisters, finally hacking a path through them.

As if on cue, Kanda annihilated the surviving Seraphym, his Knight Moirax falling back to blast them with gravitic pulses. Their armor crumpled in upon themselves, squishing the soft human flesh within like a crushed ration can commonly distributed among the Guardsmen of the Astra Militarum. Kanda sighed in relief.

The last Battle Sister squad retreated swiftly, with only three of them having survived the battle. Tanaka watched them go, but didn't pursue.

"Hey!" Suzuki whined. "What are you doing? Go after them! Wipe them out!"

"No," Tanaka replied, shaking his head firmly. "I'm sure this whole thing is a misunderstanding. Let's get back to HQ and contact High Command. We're already getting our asses kicked by heretics and xenos here. We can't afford to destroy each other with all this frivolous infighting."

Looking up at the skies, which was a ghastly red from the baleful glow of the Great Rift, he felt ill. At this rate, even before the Great Enemy could launch a proper invasion, the Imperium might end up tearing itself apart from within.

Painted a bunch of models

I painted a bunch of models today! I finally got around to painting my Cerastus Knights for Adeptus Titanicus. I was painting my Armiger Knight Moirax anyway, so I decided to paint the Adeptus Titanicus Cerastus Knights along with him. So all 5 Knights are now painted! My Knight army, both 40K scale and Adeptus Titanicus scale, is fully painted!

I also painted my Terminators. Assault Terminators for my Black Templars, I mean. I had gotten another 5 Cataphractii Terminators, along with the Imperial Fists shields from Forge World, and so I assembled them a couple of weeks ago. Now I've painted them! So my Black Templars army is fully painted as well!

As of now, except the Forgefiend and Warpsmith, as well as the Civitas Imperialis terrain, all of my models are painted! I managed to clear my backlog. The Warpsmith and Forgefiend...well, I'll paint them another day. I might get a bunch of MKIII Space Marines and field them as Fallen. So Fallen (Traitor Dark Angels) with lots of plasma, and a couple of ectoplasma Forgefiends. That will be cool. I'll field them against my Black Templars and see what happens. It'll probably be hilarious. But that project will be a long way off, so yeah. Until then!

A Warpsmith and a Forgefiend

I managed to get my hands on a Warpsmith and a Forgefiend from the Eldritch Omens box, and...yeah. I assembled today. Yay, I guess?

What am I supposed to do with them? Forgefiend will be joining my army of Daemon Engines already following my Thousand Sons around, but like my Dark Apostle, the Warpsmith can't be included in a Thousand Sons army. Which is kind of...dumb, but it is what it is. Well, we'll see what we can do. Maybe I will build a small army of Fallen or something, but I don't know. Again, we'll see. At least I have a bunch of Daemon Engines now! Too many, in fact, but...I like Daemon Engines. So yeah.

Krieg

Krieg by Steve Lyons is awesome. I'm reading it right now, and this little scene made me laugh. I really enjoyed this little extract, and it ties into the whole Death Korps of Krieg memes, so I thought it would be a good idea to share it. So the Orks were attacking the trenches manned by Krieg Korpsmen and Cadians, and the stalwart Guardsmen of the Imperium successfully repelled them. In the aftermath, an Inquisitor was speaking to his Interrogator about what happened.

2. [10:30 PM]

   'The Ork attack had been repulsed," said Inquisitor Ven Bruin. "The Krieg decided to press their advantage. Two thousand went "over the top".' 'They swept across no-man's-land," he continued, 'killing any xenos stragglers they found, gaining roughly one point seven miles of ground.' 'And then?' 'And then they dug more trenches.'

Yeah, I'm loving the book so far. There's some sardonic humor in it, which makes it even better. I hope I can finish the novel as soon as possible!

Newest member

Welcoming the newest member to my Knight Household!

Ugh, I remember how much I hate dealing with resin. Now my fingers are covered in super glue, and it took me a lot of time just to glue the damned thing together. And that's after I washed the damned anti-glue stuff off the resin. Also a lot of frustration when things refused to stick or took a super long time to stick together. I prefer working with plastic. Not to mention the toxicity...

Well, at least I now have a Knight Moirax with lighting locks! I magnetized the arms, as usual, so I can swap the lightning locks out for volkite veuglaires if I have to. I'll eventually get a third pair of graviton pulsars, so yeah. We'll see!

Now I have six Armiger class Knights. And they all have Objective Secured and count as 5 models! This should help me in whatever matches or tournaments I participate in! Or so I hope...anyway, until then!

The Twisted Helix is...twisted

"Find them! And hunt them down!"

"Yes, my lord."

Bondswoman Susanne said little else, for she had no intention of incurring any further wrath from her lord. Sir Justin Hemmington's furious expression was displayed upon a pict-screen in her Helm Mechanicum, and honestly, she didn't blame him. When House Donovar discovered the presence of a Genestealer Cult within their serfdom, they mobilized entire lances to hunt down the xenos-tainted heretics and burn them out.

Susanne's lance was but one of them. Commanding a trio of Armiger-class Knights, she led them to the depths of the Hive City of Dronar, intent on carrying out her lord's orders. Sir Hemmington's Knight Preceptor had lumbered away, taking a lance of his own to seek out the Patriarch and destroy it before it could further subvert more of their loyal subjects.

"What do we know about these heretics?" Justine asked. Another bondswoman, she was Sir Hemmington's daughter. Susanne didn't like her much, for Justine's hot-headedness and impulsiveness often cost the lance dear. However, Sir Hemmington's orders had been clear. She was to take charge of the younger bondswoman and teach her the chivalrous ways of House Donovar. Normally a pilot of a Knight Preceptor would have been given the role, but the forces of House Donovar had been stretched.

And now they learned there was a Genestealer Cultist infection runnng rampant within their own home world.

"They seem to be from the Cult of the Twisted Helix," Susanne said eventually, consulting the data-screeds that flashed over the holo-feeds that linked to the noosphere of the Mechanicus. "They were discovered conducting heretical gene-therapy to enhance their physiques, mixing xenos DNA with sacred human genomes."

"That is unforgivable," Jerome growled. The last third of their Armiger lance, he had his Armiger Warglaive stride forward. "We shall cleanse their taint from our world!"

"Be careful," Susanne warned, noting that her two lance mates were pulling too far ahead. "We cannot afford to underestimate the enemy."

"Yes, my lady."

While Jerome agreed, Justine ignored her superior and surged ahead. Susanne felt a stab of irration and was about to call her back, but Justine's voice fizzled excitedly over the vox.

"Enemy vehicle spotted! Moving in to eliminate it!"

"Wait..." Susanne began, but Justine paid her no attention. Her Armiger Warglaive was already loping forward, its carapace meltagun swiveling about. Incandescent beams lanced out from both the meltagun and thermal spear, punching molten holes through the swerving vehicle several dozen meters forward. Susanne caught sight of an Achilles Ridgerunner, a rugged four wheel drive that was used by the poorer citizens of Hive Dronar. Her lip curled when she realized that the xenos-loving Cultists must have appropriated one of them.

"I see more," Jerome reported, switching the aim of his steed. Melta beams glowed red-hot as they bathed a mob of cultists carrying autoguns and what looked like mining equipment. A few of them disintegrated almost immediately, and the bondsman barked out in laughter. "These mere dregs of humanity think they can challenge our noble house?"

"Be careful," Susanne repeated. "We don't know if they have laid any traps..."

"Just look at them, ma'am." Justine snorted. "They aren't fit to lick the boots of even the PDF."

"Don't worry, I'll keep an eye out for anything that might be out of order." Despite Jerome's assurance, there was no mistaking the bloodlust in his voice. His Armiger Warglaive was already charging into the beleaguered crowd of bald mutants, laying into them with his reaper chain-cleaver. Several cultists ceased to exist as the power field enveloped them.

Susanne took aim and crushed a few stragglers with the pair of graviton pulsars that her Armiger was equipped with, trying not to sigh. Even as she did so, she kept an eye on her auspex.

Despite her caution, she never saw the trap sprung.

The first warning she received that something was amiss was when Justine screamed. Spinning her steed about, she caught sight of the younger girl's Armiger Warglaive falling. A swarm of abhorrent mutants had her surrounded, smashing the limbs with pick axes, drills and other power equipment. Much larger than the bald cultists, the newcomers were hulking abominations whose skin had darkened to a sickly purple. Susanne felt revulsion soak through her at the sight of the foul creatures. She took aim and tried to fire at them, but hesitated when she realized that Justine's machine was in the way.

The poor girl's screams ceased when one of the huge mutants smashed its way into her cockpit, its drill penetrating the adamantium and gouging something out. There was a spray of blood, and Susanne turned away with her eyes closed. She did not have to note the cessation of Justine's bio-signs in her Helm Mechanicum to confirm her death.

"You monsters!" Jerome yelled furiously, his Armiger Warglaive attempting to move back, but he found himself surrounded by more Cultists, all of them swarming out of ruins and buildings. There were more of them than House Donovar had expected. Jerome's engine flailed about, crushing the frenzied mob and just barely extricating himself out of the situation.

"Retreat!" Susanne shouted into the vox. "Fall back!"

"I'm trying to!" Jerome growled, his Armiger Warglaive limping out of the pulped remains of the cultists. He wasn't able to get far, however. Before the Warglaive could duck behind a building for cover, several of the Aberrants reached him, their hammers, pickaxes and drills crackling with power fields. Beside them, a Biophagus cackled, its syringe dripping with some sort of vile serum.

Whatever it had injected its charges with, it had made them stronger. The berserk mutants tore into Jerome's Armiger, smashing it down and clambering on top of it. Jerome yelled something, anger turning into fear...and then silence.

Susanne was backpedaling her Armiger Knight right now, suddenly all alone. A cold chill gripped her spine. With both of her lance mates down, there wasn't much she could do but retreat.

As she turned her Knight Moirax around, however, she found herself staring right at a second group of Aberrants.

"When did you...?"

Their response was to smash their power picks and hammers into her Knight Moirax. There was a shudder and her machine crashed backward in a shower of sparks. Susanne's head hit the back of her seat, causing her to almost black out.

Mercilessly, she recovered her consciousness just in time to see the Aberrants tear their way into her cockpit.

She screamed.

*

"Did House Donovar fall?" Tanaka asked nervously, skirting along the edge of the bastion in his Armiger Warglaive, Kazan, and watching the buildings anxiously. He was expecting the enemy to pop out any moment now. They all were. They had heard the screams and the gunfire...and then silence.

"Apparently," Suzuki replied heavily, swiveling his Armiger Warglaive, Hebi, about as he continued the patrol. "Sir Yato and Lance Ryuu are rescuing the survivors before they get overrun."

Tanaka nodded and glanced at the bastion. It was their job to guard this stronghold until House Donovar could evacuate what remained of their beleaguered lances. Apparently their strike against the Cult of the Twisted Helix had ended in failure and most of their machines were wrecked by insidious ambushes. Answering their call for aid, House Yato had landed Knight Lances of their own to help their fellow nobles extricate themselves from the situation.

If the bastion fell to the hands of the xenos-infected cultists, then they would gain access to the orbital guns. They couldn't allow that to happen, or the fleet above would come under fire from the orbital guns spread across the planet's surface. House Donovar had prepared for an invasion from the void, but they had never expected to be betrayed from within.

"They are coming," Kanda reported dispassionately, reflexively taking cover behind the bastion. A mining laser blasted toward them, catching Tanaka's Armiger Warglaive and causing it to shudder despite his best efforts to deflect it with his ion shield.

Taking a deep breath, Tanaka depressed the trigger in his haptic gloves and blew almost half of the advancing Achilles Ridgerunner apart. The smoldering vehicle skidded forward and contunued peppering him with stubber rounds, though. Cursing himself for not having fired off a clean shot, Tanaka charged the half-wrecked vehicle and finished it off by plowing his reaper chain-cleaver into it.

Not far from him, Suzuki's Hebi disintegrated a couple of Aberrants with the high-powered melta weapons mounted on his Armiger Warglaive. Three of them flaked away into ashes, completely vaporized by the sheer heat of the thermal beams. Kanda added to the fire with his paired graviton pulsars, his Knight Moirax striding from cover to cover. The small, nimble Armiger Knights were able to hide behind the ruined buildings, making use of their size and agility to avoid the mining lasers that came their way from the hordes of mutant cultists emerging from the ceramite shells of once pristine hab blocks.

"Ugh!" Suzuki cried out in frustration when one of the mining lasers snapped off the leg of his Armiger, causing it to topple over. "Of all the Throne frakking things to hit...!"

"Be careful!" Tanaka warned. He was somehow able to finish off the Primus and the cultists that it was leading with a swing of his reaper chain-cleaver, even as Hebi eradicated the last of the Aberrants before the twitching Knight went still. However, a second wave of cultists surrounded him, egged on by a Biophagus who had seemed to inject them with stimulants. Clicking his tongue, he tried to have Kazan fall back, but...

Crack!

"Huh?"

Tanaka gaped in utter astonishment when the cultists did a couple of mortal wounds to his damaged Armiger, causing it to topple over. He blinked, unable to believe what had just happened.

"What on Holy Terra...?"

"Don't worry, I got you!" Kanda assured him, sweeping his graviton pulsars over the remaining cultists and crushing them with waves of gravity. The Biophagus growled and hopped away, sneaking into the bastion.

"Oh, that's not good..." Tanaka moaned. They weren't supposed to let the stronghold fall into the hands of the enemy. And for some reason, the rules prevented them from disembarking from their Knights and pursuing a single character into the bastion. Well, at least they could still hold the objective because of their Armiger-class Knights, and it appeared that the Biophagus couldn't do anything to them...

...until Tanaka spotted the falling beam from above.

"What's that?!"

"Orbital bombardment," Kanda replied calmly, also staring at the heavens. Apparently the Cult of Twisted Helix had seized one of the cruisers and was launching a firestorm at them, not realizing that one of their own had captured the bastion. The three Bondsmen watched in amazement from their damaged Knights as the blinding lances struck the bastion and obliterated it, turning it into chunks of ceramite and debris.

The Biophagus staggered out of the rubble, spluttering in shock and dismay at the apparent betrayal. Kanda blinked and then fired, crushing the foul monstrosity with waves of gravity and turning him into a bloody smear across the ruins of the bastion.

"Uh oh..." Suzuki gulped as he watched the ruins of the bastion, his Knight still lying on the ground, immobilized. "The nine bloody hells! Does that mean we failed our mission?"

"Well...at least nobody would be getting control of the orbital guns now," Tanaka said with a shrug, trying to look on the bright side as usual.