Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26178112-20170511230727/@comment-26383377-20170520201414

The Heretek was standing above the Sergeant. The poor man was tied down the the operating table, with a couple of servants holding terrifying tools surrounding him. The magos emitted a low, malevolent chuckle.

"Should I administer the anaesthetic, Sergeant?" One of the mechadendrites hovered above the sergeant's chest, the injector needle sticking out of the tip of the mechanical tentacle.