Unable to break the grip of the beast, the Dark Angel captain sought to daze his opponent, much has he had been bewildered by the headshot. With both hands, he brought the pommel of his power-sword down between the eyes of the green-skin captain with brutal force. Blood would spurt, but Ork skulls were hard and very thick, for better or worse. It was enough to daze the ork though.

The beast slumped over, his grip on the marine’s neck was relinquished. Kairo, after gaining his footing, took one more lunge, raking his power-sword down across Zed’s face, vaporizing skin and bone, and pouring blood down across his own face and down onto the floor. Zed teetered before gravity took him. He landed with a heavy, resounding thud.