The fog however, did not part, but simply thicken, congeal further not into a single mass but several odd fragments rising in a jagged arc. It was odd: each mound towering ten feet in height, a triangular mass of white that stuck out from the otherwise still half-covered ground.

Silence.

And then that word, so thick in emotion, loss and confusion that it could not be defined in just a word.

"Home."

- "Main shield stable, systems back online, remote weapons have been disengaged"

There was only a second's longer warning before a loud hum, a click, as all weapons golems simply shut down, regardless of their state, returning to shapeless clay forms as the weapons returned once again to their owners. For some, the week's worth of freedom had been a welcome release while others a glimpse or regret.

Home. The fog slowly dispersed, bleeding back into colour.

Where exactly was home?

OOC


- THE END of the weapons saga
- This marks the official IC end of the weapons, as they are logged "offline", all Hunters are considered to have been compensated in monies after cleanup duties
- Take + 2 rp points for participating and another + 1 for going over 800 words!