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"FOOD'S HERE." Sey yelled, her chime like voice echoing throughout the entire camp.

"Here, let's try and get this set up. I don't think I'm the only one that's starving..." Sey said as she set down the cargo and used one of the spheres to create a firepit in the middle of the camp. Fusing 5 of the spheres together and creating a holy flame, Sey used some of the Tent poles to create a grill over the pit and she started to heat up some of the salted meat that was packed.

"Thank you so much Lieq, Soltis. I don't want you guys staying around though... It might be too dangerous." Standing up and hugging her two students tightly, Sey hoped that it wouldn't be the last time that she saw them as they walked through the net again and went back to the Temple.

While the meat was cooking, she decided to set up one of the Temple's tents and convert it into her own medic station, packing all the other supplies inside and around it.

Stryphe stood outside Omikron's headquarters, motioning those who'd just received the objectives over to him.

The activity in the whole town went from manic to full scale frenzy as shades moved at double time fortifying walls, and the outter perimeter.

Sunstrike, had woken up from his self imposed delierium, but obviously still wasn't himself. He was silent as he looked at the food and the antics of the others before quietly turning away, inspecting some of the new bracers for the buildings.

They would have to agree on something soon, he'd noticed some of the other shades had already left, not to mention smoke was cropping up in a lot of patches out on the forest and other locations.

The smell of cooking meat called to him, as Rivan drifted, almost floating, from the steps of HQ to where the smell was coming from. He didn't know if the Shades ate, he'd have to ask Omikron, but he didn't really care. He hadn't eaten meat in about a week. He could see the white, wafting smoke from a fire and drifted toward it. He hoped it they'd share, all he had left was some stale trail mix.

He arrived to find a truck unloading food in crates and packing boxes. He looked around to find the already unloaded food. The blissful scent caught his attention. He turned to see a woman giving mild orders to people. Telling them to bring supplies to a tent while directing them with a leg of chicken, which she occasionally took a bite of.

"Hey...um...Hey!" He shouted to the woman, "Hi, I'm Rivan. I'm a new recruit...I guess. Could I get a little food?"

Eating off the backs of the temple. Fate sure had a funny way about it.

Ignoring the chaos, he instead focused at poking around the supplies that were brought, grabbing some of the perfectly edible while raw foodstuffs. Anything he could munch while walking about.

The enemy wasn't at the gates yet. He didn't hear any sounds of battle, after all. No need to panic, he thought, munching absently on some veggies, while watching the shades scramble.

"Uh...Yeah," Rivan said while he ate some chicken, "Basically, there is a Fuel Depot that supplies the Miners with all their energy. If we destroy or capture it, it would either force the Miners to negotiate with us or import energy. If they do the latter, the Settlers will attack the vans and do our work for us."

Answering Hak and agreeing with Flare both at the same time, he said, "Skinner's fuel supply. Omi's orders. Those hungry can eat and gather up some strength for the fight to come- the rest of us should get to bothering those miners. I feel they'll prove more dangerous than the villagers."


And with that, he shouldered his halberd and headed for the Outer Rim, knowing the general direction of the logging camp from when he flew in.