For his part, Cerberus tears into the Taurus beasts with chainsword, firing the bolter occasionally as a kill shot after crippling them with the screaming edge of his sword. He nods approvingly at her physical prowess, capable of wrestling the beasts himself but unwilling to do so while he's still got his blades on him.


For a moment, he considers offering her his combat knife, then shakes his head. She has it well in hand, and her apocalyptically destructive ranged weapons make the point moot anyway. What he wouldn't give to have the analysis of a Mechanicum adept to see just how her weapons functioned so well, they outstrip even the mighty weapons of the Legions.

"I think this battle will end soon." He ventures, seeing the Taurus monsters begin to thin in numbers after their ferociously aggressive assault.