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MEANWHILE, IN SPACE
Part 23
As the beast thrashes its jaws about in front of you like an ogryn at a buffet (you are the buffet), you carefully lean back in the seat while undoing the various straps and contraptions that only now seem dangerously confining. You notice that the Captain has already made his bid for freedom, and you push him out the back of the compartment to the carriage where the confused and worried honorary guardsmen are collecting themselves.
Taking a best guess at its internal structure (and wishing for a krak grenade), you aim at what looks like an eye and start hacking at it with your trusty chainsword. The beast considers this an even greater affront, and a few huge talons start impaling through the walls as it struggles to either kill you or free itself. You continue your work through a blizzard of saliva and blood, after a few good stabs and slashes you have ruined not only traditional chainsword technique, but a good portion of its face. With its claws slowly peeling the train open around you, you draw your laspistol, set it on its most powerful shot, and unload it into what you can only hope is something vital.
The foul xeno rears back in agony, its head spraying charred brains and bubbling ichor. It takes the top half of the driver cabin with it, wrenching the metal apart with incredible force and sending it spinning away into the darkness. Ducking under a scything talon, you witness the monstrosity stagger about the tunnel before slamming into a wall with a wet crunch. It stays down.
You carefully watch its breathing while you change out your steaming battery pack, but against all your hopes it continues to live.