Seek the planet where in ancient times the sides sought wisdom… He could feel the low hum of the vessel’s engines and his flagship beyond, feel the vibrant energies of his crew as they moved through their prize, feel the thick cloud of death that hung like a low fog around those that they had cut down.
Shifting the pike into his left hand, he absently brought his right to the familiar long hilt at his waist as he turned his head as if searching for the source of the grating, yet soothing, call.īrow lifted with curiosity, he reached out to sweep his awareness over the ship, hoping to sense what was amiss. He withdrew the bladed end, watching the man gurgle in surprise before kicking him away to finish choking on his own blood just as the voices sounded in his mind again. The other man staggered and he quickly pivoted to bring the pike’s blade down onto his opponent’s exposed collar and cut deeply into flesh. He countered quickly, sliding his pike down his opponent’s extended blade and pushing the back-end of it forward to knock into the man’s side. The tip of the vibroblade ghosted along his jaw and left a thin trail of blood as he reared back just in time, his eyes flaring with annoyance as he only barely managed to deflect the rest of the strike. He was not one for being taken by surprise and yet the voices had done just that, and caused a distraction just long enough for his opponent to take advantage and aim a vicious slash aimed at severing his head from his body. One has awakened who will upset the balance.
A battle raged around him and yet he heard the voices clearly above all else, a persistent tug at the corner of his mind. The voices – if they could even be called voices – were a duality in themselves, sounding both like a raucous cacophony and tender whisper in perplexing harmony with one another.
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