The Voice Speaks

The medics that greeted Adri and Peter were surprised to say the least. Two people being dressed in armor of old, charging out of a shuttle with weapons held high would surprise anyone. Any sympathy for the medical personnel had been bombed out of them when this ship had killed friends and family. There were three of them waiting at the shuttle entrance. Adri killed one with a thrust, while Peter crushed the other with his hammer, the third man fled and Peter reached out with his hand and burned the man alive. It was an amazing thing for a non magical user to have magic like that, it was also terrifying. Peter simply extended a hand and killed a man. The champions didn't have much time to adjust to their new state of being, boots were tromping in their direction.

The soldiers emerged not really covered in body armor, but they did have rifles. Adri lowered her shield and marched forward, extending out from the shield was a barrier of fire, the soldiers bullets slammed into and were flatted like they'd hit hard steel. Panic'd they fired faster hoping to drop the shield before she got to them, but it didn't work. Adri reached the group and with super human strength carved them up, her blows sending men and body parts flying. Blast doors slammed down to lock the champions in, but between Peter's hammer and Adri's sword, they were easily sliced open. The Fire God's voice would not be denied.

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"I don't know sir, whatever they are, they are carving their way through the ship!" Griggs heard the paniced ensign and felt sad. What had gone from being an easy operation had become a mess, and now some kind of armored warriors of old were burning and murdering their way to him. It all went wrong somewhere and Griggs was reluctant to say where.

"Decompress the lower decks."

"Sir!"

"JUST DO IT!" The ensign worked with trembling hand, Griggs knew this would kill hundreds of people, but the two people were already doing that, so it wasn't like he was really killing them, which is what he told himself.

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"Do you hear something?" Adri was busy pulling her sword out of a wall where she had thrown it to impale someone.

"A hissing noise."

"Decompressing the ship? Wow that's ballsy, stupid, but ballsy."

"So what do we do?" Peter was worried, though Adri despite not knowing how to fly a shuttle had actually done some work on ships.

"Come with me Peter."