[X] Order Vali to stay with General Helios and escort him and his detachment to wherever it is they are heading to next, before moving to support the tanks. Order Alex to search and destroy any orc digger machines, before engaging any major orc concentrations throughout the camp. We shall move to the perimeter and engage any additional ork assault from the outside while imperial forces are in disarray.
You let out a breath as you link to your mount's spirit. Then you start calling orders to your fellow Knights. "Sir Vali, stay with General Helios and his detachment to where they are heading next, then move to support the tanks. Alex, search and destroy any more of those diggers, then engage any concentrations of Orks within the camp." You let out a breath. "I'm going to move to the perimeter of the camp and engage any Ork assaults from outside."
Vali responds immediately. "Understood, your highness." The Defiant stomps over to the side, giving a salute to the General with its chainsword arm.
Alex's response comes after a moment of vox silence. "Ok, I will. Be careful Gene, ok." The worry is evident, clearly, she is uncomfortable with splitting up.
You smile to yourself. All will be well. "I will sister. Fight well. The honor will be ours this day."
Terras Lightning shifts into a slight bow. Before moving away. You feel a sudden spasm of fear, but crush it down. The Orks are weak, and you are in your glorious mount, they stand no chance. You move RIghteousness towards the perimeter. According to the vox traffic, it seems the deadliest area of fighting in that regard is on the north side. And so that is where you arrive, to see a mix of Guardsmen and tanks holding the line against a rampaging mass of Orks. You come in proudly with a burst of stubber fire. Hundreds of Orks are shredded immediately. You are greeted by the wild cheers of the men. "Your timing is perfect, Princess." The ranking officer, a man you don't recognize from voice alone, blurts through the vox.
You continue to fight on, blasting apart an Ork tank with a blast from your cannon, before continuing to shred approaching Ork ground troops with your mounted stubber. "Thank you, Commander. These creatures stand no chance before the might of the Imperium. Fight on with honor and we shall seize the day!"
The response comes in: "Of course, Milady. MEN! You heard the Princess! It is time to seize the da-" And then everything goes wrong in an instant. A bang louder than a thousand stubbers sounds out, and an entire formation of men explodes in a shower of blood and gore. Horror burns through your mind, and you suddenly stop dead. Righteousness's spirit is screaming in your mind. Finally, you look up at the approaching hostile. Your mouth is dry with fear.
The Ork machine approaching is no mere tank. It is a Knight. A twisted parody of a Knight. Giant and ramshackle and strangely rotund, it is painted bright, bloody, red. It is also bristling with a dozen weapon batteries, seemingly slapped on at random. Finally, the fear leaves your voice and you scream through your vox amplifiers. "You...vile monster! How dare you insult the Knights of the Imperium with you vile fakery!" The machine keeps moving, you swing up your void shield to block its crude gunfire. "For this insult and the men you have slaughtered this day, prepare to die before the glorious lance of I, Crown Princess Genevive!"
The Ork-Knight stops. You smirk, you scared the vile thing. And then you hear it. Crude, bestial laughter. Horror starts to run down your spine. No...no that isn't possible...the Orks are animals, it can't be laughing...it can't. You illusions are shattered as a voice, more roar then speech, rings out in crude but understandable Gothic. "NO!!!!!!!" Your heart skips several beats and you have to take several breaths. "HUMIES DIE DIS' DAY! HUMIES WEAK! HUMIES FALL BEFORE WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!!!!!!!!" The Ork-Knight continues its unstoppable steps. "DIS' IS DA WAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH OF MEKBOSS SLUGJAW DAKKABLUD! YOS HUMIES DIE! DIE DIE DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
You take several breathes and burn down your fear with righteous hate. "No. No! I will stop you here and now!" With that, despite your growing terror, you move your Knight forward.
[] Go on the Defensive, block the Ork-Knight's fire and hold it down until the Kratosians can regroup and bring their own weapons into the fight
[] Charge gloriously, impale the monster on your glorious lance
[] Hang back and open fire from a range
[] Write-in