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(This post takes place around the same time as when Rhall was still in his Ketch)

Num'raul stood in the command center of the Cabal warship, GLACIEM MALLEUS XIII. He stared endlessly at the hologlobe of Europa certain the Fallen house responsible for his humiliation on Mars was here. Psions worked tirelessly on computer screens trying to pick up just where their foe had eluded them.

"Primus are you certain our foe lies here?" Bracus Ko'tham said as he entered the room. " I don't question your judgment, but surely nothing could survive on a wasteland such as this world."

Num'raul turned slowly and looked at his second in command until he finally spoke. " Watch your tongue or you'll be thrown out of the airlock like the last one who defied me." He spoke with a harsh tone. Ko'tham shuttered at the thought of being flung into to space.

"Primus we are a approaching orbit." exclaimed one of the psions. "Our scans indicate high energy levels around these coordinates." The image on the hologlobe quickly changed to an image of a Ketch.

"Assemble the Ice Hammers...we have a pest to exterminate!" His voice echoed across the intercoms of the ship as the Cabal mobilized for war.