The tunnels became a claustrophobic nightmare. The thick webbing caught at the ratmen's feet, slowing them down. Fungal lamps were snuffed out by hybrid scouts, plunging the tunnels into near-total darkness. The ratmen's heavy breathing and the relentless skittering of claws were the only sounds.
One by one, the ratmen fell.
The ratmen team regrouped in a narrow junction of the tunnels, their backs against the rough, web-coated walls. Steam hissed from their rifles as the whirring of gears echoed in the confined space. Skrag barked orders, his gauntlet's pilot flame illuminating the determined faces of his comrades.
"Hold this ground! Make them pay for every step!"
