Rosalinde sat drumming her fingers on her bolter, watching the auspex that was tacked onto her left arm absently since she couldn't poke her head out to return fire.
The damn traitors, they were too organised, there were more blips on the auspex moving around to surround Rosalinde's position, and there were a lot of them.
Too many for her currently, perhaps if she had a dozen grenades and another bolter, or maybe if they didn't know exactly where she was. She still found that ridiculous, Rosalinde was pretty good at playing the part of a sniper, finding good nests and staying hidden for hours on end especially utilisiing her auspex.
So it was decided, she needed to run this time, find a better position and send them all to hell. A drain nearby would provide that, but something strange happened... They'd stopped firing, and the auspex was showing one of them was moving to her position.
Weird, guardsmen never did that, they were either cowards running in the opposite direction, or they were with their comrades at all times, so Rosalinde glanced out from her cover and saw they were standing at ease, weapons only mildly ready.
The guardsman started talking, he was giving her an opportunity to join chaos, the words merely washed over her except for two;
"False... Emperor...?" Rosalinde said a little angrily, fists clenched as she looked at the guardsman, "What gives you the right to reject someone's rightful claim!? What has Chaos given you that's anywhere near as precious as what He has given us?"
"Chaos, is the true power, not the Emperor," the guardsman returned, getting ready to give the order to fire as it didn't look like this was going to be promising all of a sudden.
However... she seemed to have paused in silence for a moment, her helmeted visage not really giving any hints at what she might be thinking.
Rosalinde stared at her auspex unnoticeably, shifting her left arm a little as she carefully calculated the angles from her position, trying to mentally map where the guardsmen behind her were standing accurately enough for her plan.
A bolter fired off in the distance, as if the sound itself was a revolution against the traitors, before an array of guardsmen weaponry were heard, signifying a battle going on.
If Rosalinde could regroup with others like her it might give the Imperium a fighting chance here, she almost refused to let yet another city fall into the hands of chaos, no matter how in ruins the city was.
"Power, you think Chaos would give you power?" Rosalinde continued with a mocking laugh, "You have no idea do you? Of the true gift the Emperor has bestowed upon his people? The one thing Chaos can never hope to offer its minions. Let me show you."
Fortunately no one had really been paying attention where her left hand was going, more worried about hand hovering over the trigger of the weapon that'd blow a man in half from the inside out.
Her left hand snapped into view, grenade clenched tightly in her fingers with her thumb through the eye of the pin, easily thumbing the pin out as she stared at the guardsman.
"You all have three seconds to find out whether your life or your power is more important, use them wisely," Rosalinde declared quickly, tossing the grenade behind her with some force and lunging forward at the same time, seemingly in the blink of an eye since she caught them off guard, slamming the butt of her bolter into the leader's throat.
The guardsmen at her flank would have either ran or died from the grenade, either way it gave Rosalinde some breathing time. She roughly gripped the corpse of the late lead guardsman and used him as a meatshield as she hurried her way to cover, unleashing a small salvo of bolts from the hip, bolter hanging from the strap.
Her accuracy was a little impaired but she'd been training so hard with a bolter; several of the traitors before her had random parts of their bodies erupt into a burst of blood before collapsing, bolts ripping them apart.
She more or less ran straight for the drain, watching her auspex for any pursuit as well as looking ahead for who might have fired that bolt.