Verateka looks down and sees a small pink tentacle wrapping itself around her leg. It doesn't seem to be attacking just yet.

The Word Bearers sweep forward and take up positions at the edge of the square, well out of charge range. 8 bolters and 1 heavy bolter are trained on Setesh.

The leader, the only one not point a weapon, steps forward a bit. "Step away from the bodies. They and everything on them are ours."