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Splinter had returned to the hangar to brief the men when the Darkbringer suddenly entered the room.

"It has come to my attention that the traveler will be sending his errand boys to recover the pieces of Enxor," the dark one said.

"Whatever you want us to do sir we can do it!" one of the cultists in the crowd spoke. His reply was followed by cheering from the other cultists.

"Rather than risk our lives gathering the pieces," the dark one spoke, "We will instead let the guardians as they call themselves do that for us instead."

"And when they have withered the Hive's defenses and are weaker themselves," the Dark one continued, " We will reap from them what is rightfully ours!"

The cultists cheered loudly in agreement with what their deity had said. Flint looked over to Splinter and asked him, "What makes him so sure that the guardians will be coming after the pieces?"

"If the servants of the light have any sense left in them they will do anything they can to prevent the wakening of another Hive god," Splinter replied.

As the Darkbringer left the hangar the cultists carried on with their jobs of preparing the equipment for combat. Thrusters were warmed, weapons checked, and even long awaited maintenance was done. The Darkbringer made his way to the command center to deliver his important commands to the engineers piloting the freighter. No need for him to sit around and baby sit his inferiors in the hangar.

As he entered the command center the cultist in charge eagerly awaited orders as most of the fanatics seemed bored out of their minds.

"Have the freighter activate the jammers I don't want any servants of the light calling for help when engage them." The dark one spoke.

"Aye sir," replied the captain.