“Golbert died in the last mission,” Sorom began. “We started this organization together; he was one of the founders with me and Norna and now he's gone. I'm not putting his life above others; we've lost a lot of brave warriors. And now with the final mission approaching I feel my hopes going away. I came here to say that even without hope, I will finish our mission, I will overthrow God and bring freedom to the world. I will complete my goal and destroy fate forever.”
Sorom's speech did not increase the morale of the troops. The doubts that the members had only increased and Sorom left the hangar, returning to his room.
Evelin ran after him and managed to stop him before locking himself in.
“What was that?” Asked Evelin.
“The truth. Things seem to have lost their meaning, but I'm not going to stop before I defeat God or die trying.”
“It's not for you to die, it's to win! Everyone here is fighting for your cause. You can't go on just like a zombie without motivation!”
“What can I do? We don't have enough people; I've lost my right arm and the final step is a frontal attack on our most powerful enemy. I'll never give up, but the hopes are gone.”
Dice approached uncomfortable to meddle in the conversation.
“Chief,” said the woman, “we caught something on our cameras, you should see it.”
Sorom had no desire to go, however Evelin held his wrist and took him after Dice.
The engineer's screen showed an armor-clad land vehicle heading through the Hoan Mountains carrying the very poorly made Chaos Agents symbol stuck on its sides.
“Who are they?” Asked Sorom.
“I don't know,” Dice replied, “but they're coming our way.”
“We have no troops waiting for us anywhere else,” the leader said, “are they enemies in disguise?”
“If they knew our location, they would probably make a complete attack.” Evelin suggested.
Sorom breathed contradicted, clearly without wanting to deal with the situation.
“Come on, Evelin, get Norna and the two of your room to the van.”
He left in no hurry while Evelin took orders and called the others.
The group reunited in the van. Sorom stayed in the passenger seat while Norna drove through the mountains until they reached the vehicle.
Up close the vehicle was really imposing. As big as the last guardian's tank they faced; but without carrying any weapons.
Sorom picked up a communicator and the sound were projected from the van's speakers out.
“Who are you? State your purpose.”
“My name is Rinna,” said a voice from the vehicle. But she was promptly interrupted by another voice.
“Sorom? It’s you dear? How's it going?”
Sorom looked confused at Norna.
“Mirtes?” Asked Sorom.
“It's me! How are my boys? I brought pie and a lot of people who want to join the rebellion.”
Evelin could notice that Sorom's posture was changing.
“As I said,” the first voice spoked again, “my name is Rinna, I am a friend of Gerreth. Can we join in for a chat? We're all allies, and we don't have weapons.”
Sorom gave the order to Norna, which worried Evelin.
“Do you think it's wise to let them in? We don't even know who they really are.”
“Mirtes is the mother of Willys and Ratz,” Sorom warned, “she was in a CCC.”
“But what if it is...” Evelin interrupted herself she saw the brilliance of Sorom returning and no longer protested.
The van returned first and soon Sorom asked to make room. When the land vehicle arrived, it opened its large metal doors and dozens of people left.
A chubby woman ran and hugged Sorom. Despite the large weight difference, Evelin recognized the elongated nose and pale skin of the Ingas.
“Sorom, my dear, have you been eating right? You're so skinny.”
“I’m fine, Mirtes...” Sorom then turned to Norna. “Take her to see Willys and Ratz... I'm going to go talk to this Rinna girl.”
Norna accepted and soon a new woman emerged. Taller than Sorom and very well dressed, with blond hair and well-maintained, she reached out to the leader.
“I'm Rinna. Your speech on TV woke up several people. I had contact with Garreth. He said if anything happened, I should help you. And he didn't sell your location, it was thanks to the Ingas that we made it this far.”
Evelin noticed a smile taking the face of his leader.
“You guys get here at a great time. We need all the help. But if you don't mind, why do you want to help me? You're not chaotic, are you?”
“No,” Rinna replied, “but I have fought my whole life to be accepted for who I am, it is not easy for a trans woman to be respected in this land of lunatics by destiny. I don't think our ideals are very different.”
Rinna took Sorom to meet the others. Almost all chaotic who fled from the same CCC; however, there were also other supporters of the cause.
Evelin saw a hairless man as one of Kurtrick's security guards, a completely tattooed woman and hairlocks forming a rainbow on her head and several more people from completely different backgrounds. She noticed a girl a little older than her, with brown hair caught in a braid and a strangely familiar expression. She couldn't remember where, and the girl didn't seem so comfortable being there.
“Evelin,” Sorom said, “go with Sliger and Jamin. Prepare new rooms, we've got a lot of new people.”
“We are 88,” Rinna said. “I know it's not much and some of us have never fought, but we're here to help.”
When Evelin looked at the girl again, she had already teamed up with the group of new recruits and was lost in the crowd.
The agents spent the next week training the new recruits and preparing them for their final mission. Dice finished the ship and called the leaders to witness.
“I present to you,” announced Dice, “the Ringnug!”
The ship was really impressive. The body was similar to Rinlojm's, but three times larger and, instead of red, was white. An extra appendix came out with the laser
