They was just too many of them. The Tyranids were know for their swarming tactics, defeating the enemy with sheer numbers. They were displaying that tactic right now. As you fight and fight and fight, a warrior crept from the corner of your eye, but much more was in front of you. This was it, this was your end. "If you are to die in combat-" The familiar blade of a Power Sword, a blade of Caliban, jutted through the Warrior about to kill you. The blade was lifted up, splitting the Warrior on half in a shower of green blood. There stood Leonidas, covered in Tyranid blood, wielding his Blade of Caliban, and a Death Watch Force Staff in harmony. He stared at you. "-then I suggest you die for something like honor, and not something useless like grasping on to a dead idea." He was helping you, cutting down Tyranids and blasting them with his Force Staff. "You know, I was never a fan of you fanatics." He decapitated a Tyranid. "But Xenos I hate more." This was apparent, to say the least, with his right pauldron sporting a Tyranid skull. He continued his onslaught. Out of nowhere, the Khornate Berzerker known as Iratus, charged from behind you and pinned a group on Xenos into a wall. They exploded on impact. He continued to cut them down with his dual Two Handed Chainaxes, laughing, as his weapons and armor alike were catching fire. He stared at you. "Just know my friend there held back last time. He isn't a fan of killing someone who doesn't deserve it." He let out a roar as he continued in aiding you in combating Xenos scum. What a day.