The girl who came back a monster.
Esna had been born in the wilds, beyond Star Force, beyond anything even remotely like true civilization. She had left a very young, very naïve girl and found a home in Star Force…but now she was coming back to the wilds. To where she had always known in her gut that she belonged. Star Force was home, but warriors were not meant to live at home. They were meant to go into the wilds where the fighting was, and now that’s exactly where she was going…and it might be where she was dying, but that too was alright. Part of her had expected to follow Rammak down that path long ago, and still was. But if she died it would be in combat, and worthy combat at that.
The Hadarak had to be stopped. They had to be killed. This galaxy and many others depended on this. And if Esna had to show Star Force the way to fight in the wilds because she had been born there, then challenge accepted. Fate had been a bitch to her from the very beginning. Now it was time to return the favor, and she knew now that Davis had already seen this.
The girl who came back a monster to fight the void.
It was pretty damn obvious now, for he’d also chosen the name of the new Clan.
Clan Kai’Sa.
Esna returned the viewing window to its normal state and spun around, suddenly finding the path before her clear and embracing it. She headed to the nearest medtech station, feeling the need to get some matching face tattoos worthy of a void hunter.
Morgan and Kara were battlemeld linked, which allowed the trailblazer to feel her partner’s Essence use and gain some insights into what she was doing, particularly this Siphon ability that continued to have Wilson stumped as to how to probe for it…but they weren’t just linking up to give Morgan a better view. They were teaming up against Strovok to give him an idea what battlemeld and Saiyans were, and Morgan was loving every bit of it except the fact that her own Essence firepower was next to useless.
She had to fight hand to hand, and mostly as a distraction for Kara to get in an attack on the Mek’tal…who was ridiculously good at using all 4 hands to fight in multiple directions, but his speed was nothing compared to hers, and if he didn’t pay her enough attention she would get in close and hurt him, so she was helping Kara out greatly just by making him shove her away over and over again as the three went at it in midair once again.
“Stop!” Kara suddenly yelled, with Morgan coasting in to within a meter of Strovok when he didn’t Essence push her away. She likewise didn’t take advantage of the opening as they both turned to look at Kara.
“What is it?” Strovok asked.
“Trigger warning,” she said, tapping her Vorch’nas crystal. “I set it up to monitor Temple activity and it just pinged. There’s an unauthorized portal activation.”
“Where?” he growled.
“Not one of the big ones. A small one in the Caretaker areas…shit,” she said, producing a hologram larger than herself showing the shimmering portal that someone had just walked out of.
“That is not the same race,” Strovok said, glaring at the white/purple biped with a solid tail trailing behind it just above the floor, “but those are the same bioluminescent robes.”
“Coming for you?” Morgan asked.
“Probably,” she said, mentally contacting the Paladin fleet and rallying them to action. “Let us handle this. We have a game plan in place.”
“I’ll stay behind you, but I am going,” Morgan said firmly as the portal flared again…and a second identical alien walked out…then a third…and a fourth…
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