Some Maulerfiends serve their masters as daemonic battering rams that barrel headlong though the enemy lines. They defend themselves from counterattacks with segmented tendrils that whip out from their throax to crush and confound those around them who would attempt to stall their advance. These "Lashers" gorge themselves on the hot flesh of their victims until their blunt muzzles drip with blood in a twisted parody of feeding, even though they can take no sustenance from the flesh of men.