| Several DREAM MAKERs could be heard groaning at Simon's prank. Leo merely shook his head and signalled the dropship pilot to haul ass.
The dropship roared out from its bay, headed planetside. As the ship departed, its occupants looked back, upon the Hyperion. Small explosions were rippling up and down its hulls, followed by pods.
"Two Marines per pod, with enough guns and ammo for ten. All headed at various targets."
"That's not all of them, is it, Psycho?"
"Not even close, Kate."
The dropship was quiet after that. Everyone dwelled on memories, and the might of that single ship. Everyone knew about what was going to happen. They were going to commit themselves to the largest battlefield anyone had ever seen: the Nagalisk homeworld.
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"My word is my honor. My honor is my life."
-- Demonchild, Angelkin, the Blackest Seraph, the Final Warrior
"Cut down the Gods if they stand in you way."
-- Hagakure |