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It was the moment after impact that D3LVO gave them the command, +Break us free!+
Within strength that not even an Acillian could reach the metal exterior began to cumble and shudder. The next second it broke under the immense weight and power of the machine that were locked within. D3LVO gave them wordless commands that allowed the Machine Spirits to organize themselves and step out of the pod one by one while opening fire at all who were outside.
By the time D3LVO walked out himself he saw a moderate sized hallway that was littered with gut that surely belonged to some form of xenos. At this moment it did not matter whose blood they had spilt, only that they had spilled it.
+K-087-C secure the flanks. 088 to 091 become the vanguard.+ The Acillian ordered as they began to march through the hallways.
Looking around the halls D3LVO began to recall the series of documents and data packages that were given to him before his arrival here. His mind quickly compiled and searched through them, taking what might have been a minute or two to process just by context clues where he was. Looking at the language plaques that were scattered across the interior he was slowly orintating himself to that of the standard template for these ships.
While the Acillian did this the Kastelans did as they wished against the Xenos. One after another the Xenos would come through and began throwing several different types of gunfire to try and pierce the armor of the giant robots but instead many of them backfired in the rebounding from the Shield Systems and striking them back.
Those, such as the smaller brand of Xenosm would try to charge the Kastelans but instead of striking home with their crystalline knives they were instead torched asunder with blessed promethium.
It become a simple equation of how much room the Xenos had to bring in fire power compared to the Kastelans. Many were learning quickly that you could not take a blessed Kastelans of the Mechanicum in a straight up fight. They needed to come up with something else.
They quickly realized they would need to figure that out fast as the Kastelans were now changing their vector. D3LVO finally reached a sort of comprehension that he wished for. He only had to damn himself in the knowledge that a Tech Priest would have realized the truth faster than him, but he was still only twenty years of age against centuries that a random member of the priesthood would hold.
