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As the cultists approched the Hellmouth they were greeted by group hive alocytes led by a single knight, the platoon quickly fanned out amongst the rocks to avoid fire. Void bolts ripped through the air suppressing the soldiers as the knight used his boomer to flush them out.

Flint stood back waiting for the Knight to come into view,he steadied his sniper rifle and aimed through the sights, and when its head finally came between the crossharis he pulled the trigger. The knight was staggered back from the first round and Flint seized the oppurtunity, he fired two times more this time the knight was reduced to ashes.

Seeing that the knight had been taken out Lucky let out a battle cry before combat rolling towards the disoriented alocytes, he fired twice with his shotgun before clubbing his third victim with the stock of the weapon. The rest of the cultists mopped up the remaining alocytes with ease using their combined fire to do the work.

"Lets get moving we got more work to do," splinter commanded.

As the cultists moved into the Hellmouth they noticed an abscence of Hive sentries, the whole place seemed like a ghost town. After crossing a narrow bridge over a deep ravine the large cavern shook as a load deaffening roar was heard from the other side of the chamber.

"OGRE!," shouted Flint.