Klaw of Mork by Guy Haley

Author:Guy Haley
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-11-13T00:00:00+00:00

Snikgob set off for the tower entrance just as the top exploded with unfeasible volume, knocking him onto his back side. Dead gretchins, bits of orks, smashed machines and plates of metal rained down all around him. A second later a bunch of humies came plummeting out of the air slowing at the very last minute to touch down softly. Now he got a good look at them. Snikgob saw that they weren't like the usual humie fighters, not beatless, but almost as heavily armored with thick plates stained dark with suits covering their torsos and limbs. They also didn't look as scared as the usual humans either. Two of them caught sight of Snikgob.

Much to his amazement instead of running off to find their mates they leveled their rifles at him. Snikgob rolled to one side but only a few feet with a burner tank on his back. A blast of laser energy cut into his shoulder guard burning right through it.

Snikgob: ‘You got some juice in your blasters.’

As he leapt to his feet they took aim again, but Snikgob was too quick. He barged between them, elbows swinging sharply backwards to knock one down. He squeezed his burner trigger sending a bright blue tongue of intense flame from the nozzle and slashed it down at the second humie, cutting right the way through its gun. The weapon fell away in two pieces, the rear part dangling from power cables attaching it to the humie's backpack. Snikgob's eyebrows went up. That wasn't a normal humie gun at all.

The human yelled something and pulled a tiny knife, Snikgob wouldn't have used to peel a squig. He came at him slashing, its flat face all scrunched up. They ducked and dodged, but the human was quick and buried the knife to the hilt in his meaty forearm. Snikgob and the humie looked at the knife, then at each other.

Snikgob: ‘It was pretty good, humie… Ouch….’

The human lunged for the knife, tried to pull it free, but it was stuck fast. All the human did was to get too close.

Snikgob: ‘Assisting me to fell, I like you…’

Snikgob head butted the humie square on the nose. The humie went down hard, face pushed in like a squashed crate.

Snikgob: ‘Ork jaw… Humie face… No contest.’

He spun around to see the other humie legging it, trying to catch up with his mates who were disappearing into the dark.

Snikgob: ‘Oh no, you don't.’

FX - FLAMER GOING OFF

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