The saga of Captain Renius continues...

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Here you are Darz, something to your liking

Bolters sang, combat blades flashed and chainblades screamed as the Battle brothers of the Praetorian Legion strove forward amidst a hail of traitorous bolter fire. The line was assailed by mass reactive shells, punching through the regal purple power armour of the Praetorians, yet the line never faltered.
“FORWARDS! FORWARDS! CLEANSE THE UNCLEAN BRFORE YOU!” roared Renius, his storm bolter punching through a midnight blue chest plate, the Nightlords space marine screaming as he crashed face forward to the ground. Renius’ bionic eye whirred as he looked left and right. The left side of his face was a bionic replacement, grafted to his skull after he came eye to eye with an elder Striking Scorpion Exarch. While Renius had lost an eye and half of his face, the elder had paid for the exchange in full. With his life.
Not far from Renius a Praetorian was torn apart by a foaming berserker, his armour had once been the midnight hue of the Nightlords, but it was now stained a dull red with the blood of countless victims. Shoving the remains of the loyalist marine aside, the bezerker howled, turning his head to the sky. Roaring incoherently it charged forward, chain axe spitting specks of flesh and bone fragments from its whirring teeth. Looking around its blood hazed glare fell upon a form in purple terminator armour, the berserker lashed out at a form to his left, severing the arm of a fellow Nightlord, it mattered little, his master cared little from whence the blood came, as long as it flowed like a river, and the terminator s head would make a fine skull for the blood gods throne. Snarling the berserker stalked forward......

Renius’ gazed locked onto the blood red warrior approaching. Roaring a challenge he charged forward swinging Vorax in a glittering arc, it clashed loudly with the oversized head of the berserkers chain axe, its teeth scrabbling for purchase on the energised blade. Braying madly, the berserker sprang back and swung his chain axe in a figure of eight, goading Renius to come forward, Renius feinted with his blade and lunged forward, seeking to drive the point of his blade into the berserkers gorget. The berserker brought the haft of his chain axe up parallel to the ground, forcing the blade to score a savage line across the face of his helmet. Thrusting forward the berserker struck Renius across the chest, forcing him back, knocking him off balance. The berserker crashed forward seeking to take advantage and take Renius to the ground, where, in his bulky suit of terminator armour, he would be helpless. Renius was driven down to his right knee, the berserker howled seeing his victory before him, when Renius thrust forward with his storm bolter, the blade fixed below its muzzle punched through the berserkers’ chest plate, the berserker howled in pain, stepping back attempting to remove the offending blade, Renius drove forward, using all the leverage he could gain from his lower position to drive Vorax into the belly of the berserker, twisting the blade vertically, Renius drove the blade downwards, spilling the berserkers guts onto the ground. The berserker screamed in pain and swung back with his chain axe, attempting to bury it into Renius’ head, Renius stood up and drove his armoured bulk forward knocking the berserker backwards, where he tripped on the body of the Praetorian he had killed earlier, sprawling on his back, his chain axe sliding away from his grasp. Renius stepped forward, placed his foot on the berserkers chest, and drove Vorax through the eye piece of the berserkers helmet.
To be continued...................................