Everything happened very quickly then. Eseme swooped down, her body streaking through the air like a comet of holy fire. She landed amongst the lesser daemons, incinerating half of them in an instant. She turned and lept forward, her target the Bloodthirsters approaching from a distance.
Off to the side, several daemons of Tzeentch screeched as several squads of sisters peppered them with shots, Tessa's celestians rushing in to rend them apart with their screaming swords. They must have seen the light from Esme's body.
You almost forgot about the Bloodthirster in front of you until it roared, bringing you back to reality. Before you could react, Canoness Galatea, glowing faintly as her faith burned within her, charged, firing her plasma pistol at the bloodthirster until it turned red hot. Casting the weapon aside, she lept into the air, the daemon's sword biting deeply into her outer thigh as she brought her powerfist down on the great beast's face, crushing it.
The bloodthirster stumbled back, screeching in agony, its free hand wrapping around Galatea's armored form, crushing and pulling at her, but it was too late. The Greater Daemon fell back as the repeated strikes reduced its face and skull to a bloody pulp, the rest of its body falling back and dissipating.
There were daemons swarming from the portal now, daemonettes, pink horrors, plaguebearers, and still more bloodletters.
Filigree, who had attempted to make herself as small as possible when Esme arrived, poked her head out of her hiding spot, watching the battle unfold in silence. The daemons must have sensed what she was as they seemed to be ignoring her.>>12410509