Doing a run on Screaming Bell for the 2nd time as the director was truly awful to us, playing with the unchained. By 1st grim we had a 2nd patrol and spawn but we survived. Things go really quiet until we get to the market area, we get a chaos patrol, monks and horde jumping down on us. Frantic combat, all the mates go down, along with the monks and most of the horde. I’m left with 2 chaos warriors, some mobs and a pixel of health left, bullying me into a corner, trying to get a hold of myself as panic took control.
Game over I think, the mates are saddened by the turn of events as well, as I try to stagger them with the flame sword and get some breathing room.
Low stamina, the overhead is coming, one last dodge and I hit the wall. The axe drops at my feet, barely missing as I try to climb every pixel like a rat, to survive. And the attacks stop. The warriors and skaven get bugged somehow by the corner and can’t attack me.
The chat goes wild, end them and save us, seems like there’s still hope as the teammates should be respawned on the top plaza. I hit them once and then the director pulls the ace up his sleeve: a gasrat throws a globe in my face from a mile away and puts me where I belong.
