After the Brutalisk had been defeated, everything in the arena froze, including the
flaming Brutalisk. The simulation flickered, then died, as the holograms shimmered
out of existence.
"Very good, my dear." A raspy voice stated. Kerrigan, Queen of Blades herself,
stepped out of the shadows.
"Thank you, darling," Johnson replied, walking over and briefly kissing Kerrigan on
the mouth. "I think I'm getting fast enough at this one that I'm ready to move on."
"I quite agree, though I will be joining you in this next exercise. For you will be learning how to properly fight your former comrades, the Confederates…"
"Finally!" Johnson yelled. "I've been waiting to roast some marines, holographic or not!"
"You will honey, but in time. We have to do a warm up first, though." So together they walked, side by side, towards the Brood Lord waiting to take them to a major confederate base on mar sara…