Entry 28

    I have confirmed the existence of the new Arbiter, as well as his battle prowess. My only hope, however slim it may be, is to release the flood. This may slow or stop him, but regardless, we will have to move our base, as the flood are unstoppable for mere warriors. After I release them, I will journey back to our spare fighter, and wait for Jehric to come. If he doesn’t get killed by the Arbiter.

    'Staltame quickly made his way to the lower-floor facility where the prison control room was. He quickly entered the password to the system, and broadcasted a message to all of the warriors: "This is Staltame. Jehric is being pursued by the reinstated Arbiter, and since no mere warriors can do anything against him, I am about to release the flood. Please evacuate immedietly."
     However, his radio appeared to go dead half way through the message, and he could only hope that all of the warriors heard him. Oh well, what must be done must be done. He entered the cage release code, and hurried back to the hanger where Jehric's personal fighter lay.
    Warrior Prime Ectalse was on guard duty when the disturbing, confusing message was broadcasted over his com: "This is Staltame. Jehric is being pursued by the reinstated Arbiter, and since no mere warriors can do anything against him, I am about to-". He would have given anything to know what the rest of the message was, but as he had no specific orders to leave, he stayed guard.
    Just then, he heard explosions on the dock. As a Prime, he knew easily when he was overmatched, and anything that could carve through 8 fuel rod-weilding grunts in a matter of seconds was surely one of them. He wisely retreated, and hid in a sub-floor room so he could spy on the amazing warrior. But, before he could even set up a transmitter to relay his sights-to-be to the legions of surely curious wariors who had also heard the cut off transmition, a wave of the most awful smell hit him. Immedietly, he recognized it, and regretted knwing it- it was the flood. He saw shadows moving on the small air vents leading to the room, and fired wildly, not able to control his fear. A hit on his shields caused them to flare, and lose a quarter of the charge. He fought like a doomed beast, like he was, but to no avail. As soon as he heard footsteps above him, an infected Elite burst in, and with a single swipe, broke his shields. A pod-like flood grabbed his shoulder, easily piercing his leathery skin, and injecting him with noxious chemicals that caused him to black out... back to front page
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