everal "hit and run" warthogs of the Omolon trade company dart through the fire pulling injured and taking pot shots at enemy lines.
3 can be seen heading stragglers for yoy as one takes a multimelta head on demolishing the machine and it's driver into a ball of fire.
"Ma'am we are pulling back the tertiary defensive line, get on or you'll be left out here."
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"I'll be fine. I can just cut my way through if I have to. Get your men first." *As she speaks she impales 10 legionaries on a tendril and slings them into a charging group*