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The interior of the warship was cold, and silent. The veteran soldiers of the Ice Hammers stood before their dormant leader, who they all had once been commanded by. Every legionare knew how Num'raul's insane dogma nearly costed the legion itself to be anihilated, but there were mixed feelings as well concerning his revival. Something about his still body trapped within the metal tomb tempted them, as if they were all obligated to serve under his whim until death; even mentally. Ko'tham felt it too, and he knew deep within himself that if he refused to awaken the slumbering Primus, much more would be at stake then just the future of the legion: his sanity.

Ever so slowly Ko'tham's hand inched closer and closer to the deactivation terminal, it was as if he himself was in a trance of some sort. While his body was slowly drifting ever nearer towards the console, his mind was distant and trapped within a never ending limbo of nightmares and memories; or perhaps more fitting, memories of nightmares.

"Stop!" exclaimed one of the legionares. Suddenly, Ko'tham was lifted from the trance.

"We can't just leave him," Ko'tham replied.

"Listen to yourself, that mad man's actions resulted in the deaths of countless Cabal," the legionare contiued, "Or have you all forgotten?"

"You're right," Ko'tham realized. "But how will we dispose of the pods?"

His question however, would never go answered for their train of thought was interupted by the dreadful sound of an alarm. The terminal controling the cryro bays flared red, as the console displayed three horrifying words:

POWER LEVEL CRITICAL

POWER LEVEL CRITICAL.

The siren contiued until the message changed,

CRYRO POD SHUTDOWN INITIATE.

The pods all simultaneously released steam, as they all began to open to reveal the contents within. While Ko'tham and his men watched in horror at the sight of Num'raul's revival.

"What happened?" Ko'tham asked. "What caused the power failure?"

Once the steam had cleared, a familiar voice spoke "Ko'tham is that you?" Its uttering drove chills down the spines of each, and every one of Ko'tham's men.