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(I was just trying to find the right thing to say. It took a while.)

Osagia looked at Curran, then Cev. "Maybe we can send a surge through the door's circuits?"

"That's doable." Cev's Ghost said. Curran nodded. "Do it." The Ghost floated forward and began working on an access panel.

Vor'umic dodged the initial Torch Hammer strikes, then fired his slug thrower in quick succession. Tortheon dodged one slug by teleporting a few feet away. Every time Vor'umic got a lock on the machine, it would teleport to another spot. Until, finally, Vor'umic tried to anticipate Tortheon's movement. He fired at the Minotaur and it disappeared, as planned. Vor'umic then fired randomly at a spot he thought the machine would re-appear.

He was spot-on.

Tortheon appeared out of his warp bubble, right as the heavy slug impacted his chassis and dropped him to a knee. The machine grunted as Vor'umic approached. "Now, you die..."

Tortheon did not give up easily, though. He reached up and smacked Vor'umic with his massive arm. The Bracus' helmet flew off, clattering to the floor. Vor'umic gasped as his life support system was ruptured, and fell to the floor, scrambling to retrieve his helmet.

Quickly, Tortheon raced to the Precursor Hydra and reconstructed his Torch Hammer.

Vor'umic managed to get his mask on and looked up to see the Hydra, free of its restraints, get picked up by Tortheon. "Good riddance." Tortheon growled, then teleported aay with his prize.

Vor'umic stood and turned to the men of his that had survived the firefight. "Regroup at landing zone Omega. Contact our warbase for reinforcements."