Looking around the Console Blesse smiled as she remembered Emberlight had always been their allie and they could bombard any level on the clockworks ya? So could it be possible to send a bombardment up to the Surface using the Gorge that kept Haven save. It could work and it would have to work. With a quick hand she started typing to Jaxter.

I am going to call in a favor from Emberlight. It will take about three minutes or so after the comfermation is sent. See if you can hold them off, I will do everything on my end to get the ship over head down to Cradle. At least then we will have some kind of advantage.

Sending the message off to Jaxter, Blesse started to do something she hated doing, hacking the systems of the enemy ship. She was limited to all the resever's in Haven but that would not stop her as she started her attack on the fire walls. Her goal was to take over the Navigation system of the ship and pilot it over the gorge and hope Emberlight would send an attack.

Before her hack job started she sent a message off the Emberlight hoping for a Surface bombardment offering payment from her own bank account and offering minerals in exchange for some heavy ordinates being sent up. I can cover a couple bombs, after that the Baron will have to back me other wise Haven is gone. She sent her request for funds and or resources off to the Baron for his approval before she could do much else.

With a unseen smile Blesse waited for Emberlight to send forth their aprovel for sending their attack. If it came she would start the three minute timer, which was all she had to hack the Navigational systems in the enemy ship. If she tried fro anything else they would find her and lock Blesse out of their mainframe.

Alright starting a hack job on the enemy ship. Be advised I need you all to keep their attention as far away from the computer's as possible other wise I might get knocked out and if Emberlight said yes, we lose the chance of taking out the ship with a little Gremlin invention. Also, I promessed the Gremlins first picking at the enemy ship so lets hope it does not get hurt too bad.

Sending her message off to who whole group and other Knights as well Blesse went about her Hack job. She was already past the fire wall. Thankfully no security programs fought her after that but she had to use her mind and keep thinking as she did not quite remember what the Navigational system controller program looked like. She was able to full the ships systems into thinking the shields where up whens he instead lowered them to zero so the bombs would hit. But that took too much time as it was for her to move the ship.

Cicero turns, and blasts at the Wolvers with his Polaris.

"Bastards!" He hisses, continuing his electric assault on them.

Sono shot his Doragon into the crowd, impaling several Morai before slinging it back. He messaged Blesse, "I'll go after the Flagship, make sure they don't try anything," then called over to Jax and Renao "Cover Me!" He then swung up to the rooftops, taking down another Legionnaire, and headed towards the front gates.

Location: the golden spire, Valkyrie’s sacred ground, depth 23

[At dawn break, the red sun casts it light once again on the horizon, the animals emerged from the shadows and carried on with their lives while following the laws of wild. Elzilia awakened from her slumber and finds a ration biscuit stuck in her mouth, feeling offended, she swallows the biscuit and stared angrily at Affraiel and Midnight, who are still asleep. Suddenly, they are awakened by the noise of Elzilia’s radio.]

Ursulan: *cuts into Elzilia’s frequency* “Reaper, do you copy? This is Manus! Captain Krypto has just ordered an assault on the spiral knight settlement. What is your progress on the spire?”

Elzilia: *responds* “Manus, I am right at the bound of the first spire, the golden one. What is my instruction?”

Ursulan: *statics* “I will air drop some thermite explosives to your location, stay put, and also, why is there a knight and a Valkyrie at your vicinity?”

Elzilia: “They are joining me in this operation, do you mind?”

Ursulan: “Just finish them off once the job is done, Morai legion does not tolerate traitors… I will be on my gun ship to give you fire support if needed. I also have a few new weapons ready for you.”

Elzilia: “I was expecting the entire Morai legion to come over… but heh, just the four of us is a lot!”

Ursulan: “Don’t try anything heroic, you are a recon, and the destruction of the golden spire will be a stealth mission, avoid combat and plant the thermite charges at the strategic locations I pointed out on your map, the spire is made of pure gold, enough money to build Val’sor five times over…”

Elzilia: “That is a lot of money at stake… the Valkyries will sure be defending it with everything they got…”

Ursulan: *chuckels* “Those valkyries won't know what hit them, and also, an informant had just told us about the presence of an unidentified organism living within the spire. Its bio signature is unlike anything we had come across… proceed with extreme caution, Manus out.” *hangs off*

[A moment later, Ursulan’s gun ship hovered over Elzilia, Midnight and Affraiel. A parachute packed with a crate of supply is dropped down. As soon as the crate landed, Affraiel takes out the claymore and pried the crate open. Inside, there are the thermite explosives and remote wires Ursulan promised, but along with that, comes a few packets of rations as well as a new sniper rifle. The rest are cleaning items as well as a few other small firearms.]

Affraiel: *sees the sniper rifle* “Hmmm, that thing looks fine…” *takes it out of the crate and checks its scope* “Hmm, hey, Elzzy, how about I be the team’s designated marksman and Midnight be the spotter?”

Midnight: *takes a binocular out of the crate* “Yeah, that would be great if I can team up with Mister Affraiel.”

Elzilia: *nods her head while picking up most of the thermite explosives* “Alright, I am set, you two can give me some sniper support while I sneak into the spire. I will plant the charges and as soon as I am done, I will speed my way out of there and blow the spire sky high.” *tosses a radio to Affraiel* “Contact me on the radio, the codename is reaper, what should I call you?”

Affraiel: *chuckles* “Call me the Eden snake… “ *loads up the rifle* “Let’s do this!”

Hopping across the rooftops, a Morai Warden stopped him dead in his tracks. "Oh! Okay! You're Gonna Have To Get Out Of-" Sono's com-link suddenly perked up as he received Blesse's message. The Warden swung his sword at Sono, who jumped back at the last minute. "Perfect. Now I can take my sweet time in dealing with you."

The Warden went for an overhead swing this time, which Sono blocked with his Gokai. Parts of the building they were on started caving in, causing Sono to lose his footing. The Leviathan was pushed down into the roof, making it collapse with the two tumbling downwards.

"No. I'm fine" Cicero says to Gwen, standing up rather roughly. "And I don't think your magic is going to fix my eye..." Cicero says, noticing that he could not gauge the distance to the edge.

"This is going to be disgusting," Cicero says, drawing a small, serrated knife from his belt.

First, he cut off a large section of fur from the creature. Then, he cut off some of the skin from below it. He cut the skin off from the dead wolver, then thrust it on his Combuster. The flesh fried within minutes, taking on a leathery form. He takes off his helmet, and ties it over his injured eye, forming an eyepatch. With that done, he put on his helmet again.

"Let's go." He says gruffly, stepping on the elevator with a scowl.

Cicero sighed nonchalantly, and leaned against the railing.

When I thought about the phrase "on top" this wasn't exactly what I was thinking.

When the elevator hit the dust, Cicero noticed anxiously that Gwen was still asleep. This was still a tundra level, but seemed to be populated by Gremlins and Constructs. A barrage of Gun Puppy bullets sweep the elevator, but Cicero dashes in front of Gwen with his shield raised.

Unopening her pouch, Renao nibbled on the last of the Crimsonite that she had from her basic fighting kit.
Her throat burned, And her eyes gleamed. Once more, I hunger for flesh... Renao thought strongly, So strongly, That anyone at the core with Telepathy could hear it clearly.

She grabbed an incoming arrow and tossed it aside, Rushing towards the Morai who shot with her guns drawn. She shot the legs and left arm, And finally shot the head. Since Renao was an assassin, She shot to kill instead of disarm. Renao took the Knight's Final Flourish and sheath, Putting her left gun in her holster. She charged at the next knight, Impaling his stomach and shooting his head before he could react. The next knight shivered slightly, Putting up her shield. Renao then picked away at this knightess, Slicing at her legs, shooting her shield- Ultimately weakening the knightess until she had to trop the shield. She was then stabbed in the head. Another 7 knights fell to her blade and gun before Jaxter used his comlink to say
"Renao, Sono, I need backup, outnumbered and injured!"
Renao calmed down enough to look at the map, To see where Sono and Jaxter were. They weren't too far, But Renao felt a stinging pain on her right arm, And realized that she was bleeding. Drat, That was my good shooting arm! Renao quickly made a makeshift bandage, And rushed off towards Jaxter.

Jaxter heard the message on his com unit loud and clear. He immediately began to run back to the cover of the Arcade as the Morai's own guns shot the legionaries into the air, burning corpses coming down like rain.

"By the Core..." He watched as mighty firebolts from the warship decimated the Morai on the ground. Blesse was doing her part.

Luke dove out of the way of a Morai's swing. Rolling to regain his footing, he was back up and went in with his Swift Flourish. He deflected his opponents swing off his shield and lunged, his swords point seeking the enemy. Feeling it hit its mark, Luke withdrew and wiped his forehead. There's so many! Then he was fighting with another Morai troop. With his peripheral vision, he could see the others fighting, Sono had taken on an enemy warden.

He heard his radio crackle, "Renao, Sono, I need backup, outnumbered and injured!" It was Jaxter.

A little hurt that he wasn't mentioned, Luke started to make his way towards the ex-thief's position. Drawing his Calibur, he ran forward. Running through the fray, Luke noticed something out of the corner of his eye. He skidded to a halt, and ducked a random shot from no where. Then turned and stared at the Ascended Calibur that was inches from a fallen knights hand. Luke went to pick it up, then hesitated, Should I do this? I'm not qualified for it yet.it Deciding that it was necessary, he scooped it up and returned his course towards Jaxter. Arriving, he saw the gunner pinned down behind a sheet of metal. Brandishing the Ascended calibur, Luke ran to engage the advancing Morai. One advanced towards him. Letting his instincts take over, Luke kept up his sprint. When he got closer, he leapt off one foot and smashed his shield into the enemy. The Morai crumpled, and Luke kicked away the sword.

Spinning on one foot, Luke raised his shield to intercept another sword cut. His eyes widened as he realized he was fighting a marine. Retreating a step, Luke went into a defensive position. He caught a blow with his sword, and slashed wildly. The marine easily recovered and came on again, lunging forward with a stab. Sidestepping to the left so his shield was protecting his side, Luke stabbed in return, skinning the arm of his opponent. The Morai's eyesflashed murderously and lashed out, swinging flashing blows from every direction. Luke retreated as he knew experience was coming out on top in this fight. He parryed desperately, then heard another sound from his radio.

"GET DOWN! EMBERLIGHT WAR-HEAD'S INBOUND!"

Luke hesitated as the command registered, momentarily forgetting that he was in combat. A bright flash of pain lanced through him and snapped back to the battle, seeing a deep cut in his shield arm. Luke gritted his teeth and attacked, feinting forwards, then spinning around and delivering a backhand slice. The attack was futile, and brushed aside with contempt ease. Luke felt another stab of pain as the marine landed a hit on his lower leg. His normally light Defender was feeling like an Omega Shell, and he let it fall to the ground. Using only his new sword, and his last reserves of strength, he pushed forward. Kicking out, he landed a kick on the enemies shield. He pushed as hard as he could and the marine stumbled backwards. Luke let the Ascended Calibur drop, barely hearing it clang on the earthen ground.

Dimly he heard an update on the emberlight missiles.
What ever you do, don't let them take control of the Terminal's and Relay stations over Haven! We have less then a minute till the big fireworks from Emberlight.

He shook his head to clear the pounding he felt in his head. He felt something collide with him. Stumbling backwards, he wondered why he hadn't died yet, then he lost balance and crashed backwards into the ground. Looking up into the eyes of his assailant, he grinned weakly. Preparing himself to die, Luke realized his Swift Flourish was still in its scabbard. His hands scrabbled the hilt as the morai marine raised his sword for the final blow. Dragging the rapier from his belt, Luke used his free hand to push himself off the ground, driving the point of the flourish into the blurry figure of the morai. He felt the blade penetrate, and let go, falling backwards back to the ground.

A second passed, then another. Luke registered he did not die, he raised his head and saw the still body of the marine lying crumpled on the ground.

Then Luke remembered the missiles.

Summoning all his willpower, he dragged himself from the ground and desperately looked for some cover. Luke spotted an Ironmight Plate Shield lying on the ground next to some fallen knights. Stumbling towards it, he made it about a meter away from it and fell forwards. Barely any energy left in him, he was tempted to give up, let the oblivion carried by the missiles wash over him.

Then his willpower took over, I am NOT dying now! I did NOT come this far to give up! Luke rolled onto his back, he could make out several small objects in the sky arcing towards his direction. He reached his hand out, scrabbling the side of the heavy shield. Grasping on to it, Luke gathered all possible energy left in him, and dragged the giant shield over his body, fully covering it. Now, with all energy depleted and safe under the metal shield, Luke let his body rest. The next hour may be a tough one, and the apprentice needed all the energy he could to keep the shield over him.

It took marsh 3 minutes to get away from the labs, 20 to get away from the other spirals, and only 10 minutes near the frontlines to find what he needed. A suitable replacement for Anders. The man was tall enough, and strong looking for Marsh's needs. And he was vitally wounded. The three dead Morai warriors surrounding him were evidence of what happened.

"What's wrong friend? Why do you sit here and bleed to death? Why not call in some support?"

The man looked up from his grevious wounds and pointed to his tac pad...multiple requests for support were already "Processing". No words as he looked into the 'champions' helm, turns out he was a mute as well. Sitting down next to the man, he took the time to exaimine him further.

"What happened to the recording device on your helm? How did that brake?"

An odd question, but the man simply pointed to the dead men.

"during the fight I guess"

An obvious statement that should've remain unsaid, Marsh continued on learning about him.

"So who are you? Why are you here?"

With no means of obvious communication, the man pulled a little card with his Imformation on it... all the information he would need if asked for an ID...

"Mitchell huh? I like your name. Wait...Intel Knight? what's an intel knight doing down here in the fray? being a hero no less!"

The man gave a weak smile and shrugged silently. His eyes slowly drooped as the life began to fade out of him

"HEY STAY WITH ME."

Marsh yelled, causing the man's eyes to reopen.

"Comon, focus on me. How about your family, tell me about your family, can you do that?"

Smiling again, the man flipped the ID badge over in Marsh's hands reveiling a small picture labeled "Anna"

"Ah, is she your little girl? How old is she?"

The smile dropped from the man's strained face, rasing his hands slightly, he signaled out a single word

Gone

And then, he too was gone. Out, like a candle.

Grabbing the man's head and pressing it to his own, Marsh whispered solemnly

"I'm sorry. This could've been avoided, I know it."

For the first time in years, Marsh felt somethin unfamiliar; sorrow. Continuing on as if the man could still hear him

"But I need your help, alright? I can't go on like this anymore, they'll figure it out."

What better way to honor the dead, then to carry on their memory? Switching the Champions gear out for the Intel agent's, he muttered a few apologies for the theft. Dressing the former intel agent up in the armor, Marsh decided to let him go out with a bang, as a hero.

"I can't leave you alone like this, they'd figure out who you really were. But I'll see you marked as a hero, alright? rest easy."

He said, reading a Morai firebomb in his lap

"Because you are, you are a hero, even in my book"

With a smile Marsh slid the picture out of the ID's cover and placed it into his fallen hero's bloodied hand. Walking away, the blast rendered any evidence of the transactions between them in ashes. Cancelling the medical alerts, Marsh created a new report; Champion Anders was a casualty of war.

One final step before his transgressions would be complete taking the blade at his side, he pressed his hand against it and began surrounding it in his familiar black aura. Within seconds, it's blade represented it's new form, a standard brandish, familair weapon of an intel agent.

Cicero runs, leaping over a gun puppy and chopping it's head off. He blows another two off their pedestals with his Polaris. Then, he charges at the single Retrode in the centre. He dodges it's initial attack, then slashes it's head in half. The focussing crystal tried to power up another laser, but only blew its own head off. A single Gremlin stood in the centre, a technician of sorts. Cicero just points to the elevator.

"Get the hell away before I change my mind." He tells the non-combatant. Cicero then motions for Gwen to come forward.

"I don't want to step on your toes again... but, this level is packed with Gremlins and Constructs. We should probably stick together." Cicero says, internally wincing as he realized he sounded like an idiot again, and this girl's hatred for him was probably growing exponantially.

"Uh... nevermind, I guess."

Luke was surprised that anyone noticed him. He raised a hand at all the other knights in acknowledgment to their greetings, then stumbled towards a wall. Slumping against it, Like rested slowly feeling better. After a minute or two, he felt better. Not too much better, but better. Wonder when those missiles ar- The ground shook as the war-heads exploded. Against, the wall Luke didn't see where they hit, but he heard cheering throughout the Arcade. Feeling a bit energized from the rise in morale, he pulled himself off the ground and made his way to the gateway. There was dust everywhere, Luke couldn't see anything outside of the Arcade. He squinted, and saw movement inside the dust. He wasn't the only one who noticed, other knights were getting ready for the final battle to save haven. Luke looked at the giant shield he was somehow carrying on his arm, This might help. He positioned himself to one side of the entrance, taking his position at one side of the shield wall. He heard a knight say,

"Here they come!"

Cicero sprints after her, tripping Gwen as he walks by.

"Right. Because your ENTIRE family was murdered in one fell swoop. You damn Valkyries, all happy in your Heaven or wherever the hell you live. Apparently, they raise a lot of ignorant b****es, because you are too ignorant and STUPID to see down the end of your own nose. You have NO IDEA, what the Morai did to us, do you!? Oh, I'm not surprised. That's what I would expect from some stuck up little princess... waitaminute. Your not a princess, are you? That's because your a QUEEN! Prepare to die. This is for the countless innocents you murdered."

Cicero draws his sword, appalled that he had been seduced so easily.

Cicero approaches Gwen, his sword in hand. He prepares to chop her head off her shoulders, when he pauses.

This would be murder. She deserves a trial

"Lucky day. I have a better idea then field justice." Cicero sneers. "I thought it fit, that I frogmarch you in front of the people you betrayed." Cicero then proceeds to pull his piece of leather and makeshift eye patch out of his pack.

"Hands forward," He says, preparing to bind her at the wrists. "your majesty."

begining the rerouting process for the defense system, Marsh kept a ear to the arious radio chatter coming into the small station. It was halfway through the process when it came in.

That's because your a QUEEN! Prepare to die. This is for the countless innocents you murdered.

You don't mean.

Abaondoning the process alltogether, he left the wires bare as he focused entirely on the source of the transmission.

Soldier-cam: Cicero

This was the queen? It had been many years, but how did she start to look like that? and she was to be given a trial? No

The intercom sparked to lfe over the lush world that housed the accused and makeshift sheriff

"FOUND YOU"

The demonic voice rang out, as the level began to shift, turning it into night instantly, and causing small parts of it to crumble.

"Ahm’ov icha domosh, Izh acha vo’domosh" (only one can rule, you are no leader.)

Decades had he waited for this moment, now was the time

Cicero smashes her in the head hard enough to knock someone cold, with the butt of his Polaris.

Double

Grumbling Blesse typed one more command in as the War-heads hit their targets with pinpoint precision. It would have been a lie to say the Gremlins' weapons destroyed the ships, no it would be the truth to say it turned them into hollow scraps. Purity. In a bright light of flames and dark clouds the massive ships feel into the darkness below, some on the clifs before the fall and others just barely slipping past. If anyone was to blame for the killing of so many it was indeed Blesse for she was the one who ordered the strike and put all those souls into the void.

Well, even if I am doomed to meet the killer I did it to protect Haven that's all that matters. As for the stragglers I could pinpoint them... Rushing to her console as quickly as she could Blesse input the signal of the Morai who where remaining based off the Batteries that were firing down on them from above. Once she was done she sent the program outwards updating any knights HUD map to show the location of the Morai troops. It seemed taking the information she had was a good idea after all. Alright, that should take care of the soldiers for now. Forgive me Baron, I might have stepped my bounds in calling the artillery strike but I am sure you will forgive me. As for right now, its time to show them what a real fire display is.

With one quick press of the console she turned it over to one of the Intel officer's who where appointed to the Hall in this time, turning to the door she smiled as a message was sent outwards from the console before she left.

Soldier's of the Spiral Order, the Morai force's have been crippled to the point we can repel them. If the Baron is willing, we should work on EVACing all wounded to the Girmmison as quickly as possible for the field medic's and doctor's to start treatment. Also, we should look into helping the strangers and vendor's shops. Looting will be a problem till the Military Police can regain control over the city. As for me, I am leaving a Intel officer in charge for I believe its time I stepped in and started a little bomb-fire for our guest.

The message was read aloud via the Intel Officer and text sent from Blesse. Once she was outside she reached over and flipped a few switch's, followed by the sound of a Pilot light turning on. Yet it was not her Flame Unit that should Have worried people, it was her ability that she has not show in quite some time.