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Simultaneously the Zephyrim hurl grenades and fire hand flamers through firing slits, and clamp melta bombs onto the heavy lascannon turrets. Fearless and inspiring, the Seraphim and Zephyrim are peppered with small arms fire from the walls and the stronghold interior, scattering off their thick power armour. Palatine Velna jumps down onto the wall itself with several Zepyhrim, cutting down Styrians as they attempt to storm the bastions. The massive Palatine's power maul sends renegades flying from the walltops, their mangled bodies spilling from the battlements.
The young Palatine Morweg steps up to her first major command with all the heroism expected of a Sister of the Order of Bloody tears, blasting with her plasma pistols as heavily-armoured Styrian breachers attempt to accost her Sisters on the bastion rooftop. "Incoming!" a Sister Superior yells before a barrage of mortar fire strikes the bastion roof, Seraphim falling from the roof like birds from a perch - and only some still have enough life in them to activate their wings before they strike the ground. The incensed Morweg takes to the skies, soaring straight across the centre of the Styrian stronghold and unleashing a flurry of shots with her overcharged plasma pistols at the mortar battery. A score of Styrians are turned to ash by the lethal plasma storm before Morweg is plucked from the sky by a missile, and Canoness Malin can only watch in helpless dismay as her young Palatine drops from the air in smoke and glory.
Just moments later the lascannon turrets are torn from their mountings by melta bombs, the Seraphim and Zephyrim blazing back into the air as their targets detonate behind them. Immolators and Retributors gather at the base of the bastions too, spewing flame and melta that turns the ferrocrete structures into blazing pyres, molten metal and rock slagging off the thick round towers as flames surge upwards through them and screaming Styrians spill out from every exit. "Purge them all!" Palatine Rosaline bellows, her infantry pressing the attack as practically all return fire from the Styrians collapses.
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