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Eternal blackness. It stretchs far beyond the limits of imgination. The Greek ship Wisdom floats aimlessly here, near one of the many nameless moons of Parthion. Her shipmaster stands at the helm, watching eternity through the viewport in front of him. Warning klaxons break the tranquility.
"Sir!" The man sitting at radar not far off. "The Eye has just dropped in at the far side of the moon. I'm picking up new signals!"
The Shipmaster turned, almost impassivly.
"They've launched fighters!"
Moving to the man, he took a look at the radar himself. "Alert the crew. We've got company." He walked purposefully to the hatch.
"Sir?" The man sitting at communication asked hesitantly "Where are you going?"
The shipmaster turned at the hatch. "We're going to be boarded. My place is with the warriors." He pushed the button that controlled the door, and walked into the barren passageway. Mere moments afterward, the crew burst into action.

The dropship hums to stop along the side of the greek vessel. Hooks fire and latch into her skin, and the dropship pulls itself close. A rubber tunnel is extended, and a hole is cut into Wisdom's body. Five soldiers scramble through the tunnel, aided by less gravity. Being the first in, the feather headed man draws a sword of electrum. The last soldier through places a magnetic shield over the new hole. Bodies clustered the corrider from the teams that came before.

"Should be a smooth ride to the prison block, eh Khai?" the third soldier through the gap adressed the feather headed man.

"No reason to not be careful." Khai warned. He lead the group further into the belly of Wisdom. No chalenge is given as they walk into an elavator and ride it to their destination. The elavator doors slide open to reveal the ungaurded control room to the cells."Get those doors open." Khai orders, and one of the other soldiers works magic over the controls. Doors all along the walls slide open.

Khai smiles at the Chosaen of Ra, "My name is Khai." He puts his right fist over his heart in salute and greeting."As to why we're here, it's a long story, and not one that I know from the begining. Either way, fate has smiled upon you. Let us not dally here. Our comrades fight Chosen of Aries above." He strides through the hall, looking in each cell as more prisoners come out and gather their belongings. Finally, he stops at one cell. A black man calmly walks out and puts his hand on Khai's shoulder. "Gather your things, Baron's chosen. Your needed on board the Eye." The black man walks over to the crates, and purposefully puts his skeletal armor on.

Bomani runs after the man he looks at the other people he can tell who most of them represent most are Ra like him but the black man he does not reconize. After getting in the elevator Bomani grabs the handle at his side being sure he is ready just in case the get int oa fight. This is a strange rescue but it works plus i may get to fight some people which is always fun.

The black man casually introduces him as "Beaux Le Baton" as his takes his hammer off of his back. Then, like a child running to a jungle gym, he runs toward the left flank.

As the Egyptians charge the Greek line, Wisdom lurches violently. The massive Greek warrior smiles "I'ts begun. You won't be spared!" He screams manically as his forces are hit by the Egyptian line. Bomani cuts one in half, leaving the air smelling like burnt flesh. Khai barely manages to get his blade in the way of a strike aimed for his throat, his assailant cut down by a commrade on his right. Beaux takes a mighty blow to his armor, but without even a register of pain crushes his opponents skull under the weigth of his hammer. The mighty Greek looks at his failing line without even batting an eye. Still laughing, he cleaves one of the chosen of Sobek in half. The sound of battle pales in compariosn to the sound of an explosion near the aft of Wisdom.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!" Khai yells, his blade dripping greek blood.

"THAT," yells the massive greek, "IS THE SOUND OF HELL! Come to swallow you whole. Do you feel it? It comes closer with each breath you take. It will soon consume you all." The greek lifts his short sword above his head and lays open one of Khai's men. Head to groin. The floor, bathed in blood, shakes even more. The Greek line all but shattered, still remains barring their passage. The greek's sword lifts agian, but is parried by Khai's electrum blade. The massive blow sends him careening into the still open elavator.

Bomani, beset by two living Greeks, watches as one of Sobek's own stab the massive Greek in the chest. Instead of crumpling, the greek sends the soldier into the side of the corridor with a kick. Everyone hears bones crunch upon impact.

Beaux, having finished off his opponents, looks at the Greek's line which now only has the two on Bomani, and three holding off whats left of Khai's men. What was once a sure victory appears to be nothing more than a lost cause. The massive Greek just doesn't give to any of his injuries. If only there was another way.

Khai staggers out of the elavator, "Get him to the center of the room." Everyone hears through their helmets."I have a plan."

Beaux slowly walks to the middle of the room with Bomani and casually waits, hammer in hand, for the large greek soilder to advance.