The forward scouts moved through the under growth of the swamp with ease. ” Move-move you vile scum, I want to be at the Burrow Fort by this evening” commanded Bonepest while kicking a clanrat over into a deeper part of the swamp. The clanrat struggled to get out of the surprisingly deeper part of the swamp water when a tentacle wrapped around his body and slowly pulled the now panicking rat under the water. Bonepest smirked and continued forward with the rest of the horde, there is always more is what he was thinking to himself.
Rustling was heard from the rear guard of the horde and the sound of a doom rockets impact explosion made Bonepest draw his hatchet and polearm while bearing his teeth
Vilepest was panicking and firing wildly into the tree line has the assailants came rushing out of the woods in a blur of branches and blades. Vilepest was in the middle of loading his doom rocket for another blind volley into the tree line when a massive blade at least 3 times his size bisected him. The top half fell to the ground with a look of terror frozen in his face, then a large tree stump smashed his head with a soggy crunching sound. The stump was attached to a Kurnoth hunter, who then started to wade into the unit of panicking clanrats along with two others that seemed to melt out of the tree line too.
The swamp was now a swirling melee of combat between the ambushed claw hoard and a force of Sylaneth. Ratling gun fire cut down tree-revenants before being eating alive by swarms of magical insects. The swarm was having a hard to keeping it together due to the intensity of the attack and of the Spirit song that was now almost deafening to the skaven.
Bonepest was a flurry of death has bodies of tree-revenants and a couple of kurnoth lay at his feet. Another Kurnoth hunter stepped forward to challenge the clawlord who was injured but still very dangerous if not more so now. Before the hunter could react Bonepest had thrown a screaming clanrat at the him, to which the hunter caught with his gnarled hand crushed to death but this was just enough time for the clawlord to get a leaping start to plunge his polearm all the way to the hilt into the the head of the hunter. The hunter fell back with a loud thud and in one motion Bonepest wrenched his polearm out to then slice a tree-revenant in two.
Bonepest took a moment to look around and could see that the rest of the claw hoard was not faring has well has he was. The Doomwheel fired a blast into a group of dryads obliterating them just before a swarm of insects covered the crew and causing the doomwheel to barreled into a group of Kurnoth hunters who sliced the wheel apart which detonated the warp-stone generator causing a explosion, but it did not kill the hunters who just pushed through the wreckage.
Rage filled Bonepest has he grasped his polearm tight, he wanted to tear and rip the tree-things apart but self preservation kicked and he know is he did not run now he would end up like the rest of the clanrats that were still dying around him. Letting out a loud hiss Bonepest and his guard of Stormvermin cut a path out of the melee and into the tree line.
