Commissar Seryth

*not even a single one of my Space Marine died because of no weaknesses no mercy no regrets*

*Seryth notices the lack of casualties among the Blood Angels. She realizes that they are a force to be reckoned with, a force that will not back down. She knows that she must change her tactics if she wants to defeat them. She signals to her troops, who follow her lead. They begin to retreat, slowly at first, but then they pick up the pace, running for their lives. The Blood Angels give chase, their weapons raised, ready to strike. Seryth knows she has to act quickly if she wants to save her troops. She turns to her most trusted officer.*

*Seryth cries out in pain, her arms searing with pain. She tries to keep her composure, but the pain is too much. She falls to her knees, her vision blurring. She tries to call out to her troops, but her voice is weak and hoarse. She can feel the blood running down her arms, and she knows that she is losing a lot of blood. She looks up, her eyes searching for the officer who can help her.*