The spider god sat in his lair. It was completely dark. Light long having been banished from his lair. He knew in that darkness there were people trapped in a dead not dead state. Their suffering lent him what amounted to pleasure. This inner sanctum was the one place he didn't let others see, it was the one place he felt secure. Centuries of pretending for his enemy Hanlon had been shattered it felt. He sensed that pieces on the board were coming against him. The Fire God he could anticipate, but if Hanlon was aware of his treachery, of his true nature, than things would have to be stepped up, goals would have to be accelerated.
The first that would have to go would be Trezlan. This the spider god knew among all things would do the most damage to Hanlon and the Fire God. The necromancer had long been at the very least an accidental thorn in his side, so it was time to pluck him out. He ordered the ships on their way and sat alone with his tormented souls. He briefly considered putting Trezlan among those souls, but ultimately knew that was a bad idea for however much it would amuse him.
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"Sir we have multiple ships surrounding us."
"Not wanting to invite us for tea?" The first hit from weapons fire was immediate and Trezlan knew the ship was lost, the question would be, would he be lost along with it.
"Abandon ship, execute end game protocols Sic." The Robot nodded. Trezlan looked to Hanlon who had a look on his face that said everything he needed to know.
"You were right Trezlan, and apparently he decided to kill you first."
"I love it when I'm right about something that can lead to my own demise."
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