Lenara was
honoured at having been chosen by Eldrad himself for this task, although his
final word still sat in her mind, stopping her from enjoying the freedom of her
ride too much. Then her memories were brushed aside as she saw an ugly boxy
vessel careening towards the planets crystalline surface. Something so
utilitarian and graceless could only be a Mon-Keigh ship, and its descent meant
Eldrad’s premonition was coming to pass. Leaning forward in her jetbike saddle
Lenara headed towards the ships destination.
From a couple
of kilometres away Lenara saw the ship impact, sending shards of the planet up
as it skidded over land slowly digging in. The spider web of cracks in the barren
grey terrain reached out beyond her jetbike beneath her as she closed in.
Lowering her speed for cautions sake Lenara felt fortune on her side as the
ships primitive reactor engines didn’t explode killing her along with its
occupants. Pulling up besides the black wreckage she donned her bone coloured
helmet to fend off the smoke billowing up and around the mass of twisted, torn
and molten metals and dismounted her jetbike.
Her search of
the wreckage was interrupted by a rumble and a screech of metal. Turning to the
sound she saw a piece of what was once a ships bulkhead thrown aside by a giant
black suit of battle armour. Larger and more lumbering than anything Eldar made
it raised its free metallic looking left arm wielding a savage chain blade.
Lacking the finesse and delicacy of an Eldar Striking Scorpions similar weapon
this square clumsy looking version was no less deadly in the hands of one of the
Mon-Keigh’s angels of death. Cleary injured without use of his other arm and
limping the figure bellowed in a metally distorted voice.
“You shall pay for
this Xeno scum, FOR THE EMPEROR AND VULKAN.”
Not
understanding the words of the call but realising their meaning Lenara vaulted
back over a contorted panel into some cover drawing her pistol simultaneously.
For all his obvious battle damage her foe was still fast and rushed across the
debris directly towards her. He dropped his right green plated shoulder to ram
into her cover roaring has he came, Lenara had barely time to fire two rapid
shots before he impacted. The shots were good, but not enough to stop him and
he came straight through the barrier losing only part of his momentum. The
wiring chain blade came down in an arc and almost cleaved Lenara in two. As she
rolled to the side and away from her assailant Lenara brought her pistol up for
a third shot, and then a forth as she caught him in the chest.
Clearly
weakened and worn with injuries the Mon-Keigh was too slow, Lenara’s shots took
their toll and he faltered, and then fell. Pausing a second to be sure Lenara
shot three more times at his helmet, the last punctured it and she felt the
sense of danger past.
After over an
hour of carful searching Lenara found the item she searched for, a Mon-Keigh
storage vessel that contained something Eldrad had seen would not reach its
destination without her intervention. Taking it she raced her jetbike back to
her meeting point, thanking the spirits that the planets inhabitants had not
yet been attracted to the crash site. Boarding her slender space faring
scouting vessel Lenara set course for coordinates in empty space Eldrad had
given her to deliver the object.
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