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The captains met. The crackling power weapon from the marine sliced forward, keeping the ork on his heels. His thought was to deprive the ork of his remaining weapon.

Kairo's attack was aggressive, and as powerful as it was, he was overconfident. Zed would immediately take advantage of it. Balancing himself, and pressing forward with a powerful drive from his peg leg, the Ork buried his massive fist into the faceplate of the marine captain. The power-armor would take most of the brunt, rippling and cracking under the force of the hit, but even so, such strength would stun the marine who had just recovered from the concussion of a near miss by the rocket launcher.