Ryker, having heard the commotion rushes down, his ASCS forms around him, his HUD display giving him an assessment. [i]The imperial forces are outnumbered two to one.[/i] "Well let's give them a boost." Ryker says as he bursts through the door and into the middle of the fray. He immediately draws his sword and Angel, going to work. Limbs and heads were lobbed into the air as his sword sliced through most everything, the plasma blade doing the work. One World Eater tried to impale him and slid under the charging marine, slicing one foot off. The World Eater howled in pain as he collapsed, Ryker walking over and quickly plunging his sword into its chest before being attacked again this time another sword being swung at him. He ducked under it, coming back up with an upward thrust that went through the neck and helmet of the World Eater. He gurgled as his last breaths of life left him and with a sickly sound Ryker pulled his sword out. He continued to fight, not speaking, just doing work.