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The Bad Mother turned itself around, slowing its initial velocity as it neared the Ketch. Baryos glanced out of the cockpit window. The Ketch. A massive space vessel, holding thousands of Fallen. War and Peace could be symbolized by its might. Not just a vessel, however. It was very much a home for the Fallen upon it. The Elksni. Fascinating in all of their complexities. Four arms, yet bipedal. Baryos chuckled at the thought of wielding four massive, crackling Arc Blades. That would be most interesting...

His thoughts continued bubbling through his head as he leaned back in the chair. A loud thunk suddenly resounded through the ship, and the hatch opened.

"Oh. Well... shit," he mumbled as he looked down at his leg. "Don't know exactly how Scythe expected me to get off this thing..."

 Lia zoomed off to find some Elksni to carry him to the medical ward. However, she was surprised to see a small team of Dregs already on the way. Jackie stood by, looking on as the trainees went to support the Warlock. Lia floated toward her.

