As the Grineer shuttle headed in, Nor could tell that there was going to be an issue as a welcome party was already coming closer with a Bombard looking up and motioning for the shuttle to land else it would be destroyed. "...Take us down..." The pilot nodded as the machine came closer to the ground and landed as Nor and his three members loaded off as the Bombard started to shout.
"Get out of here, it's mine!" Nor looked about at the number of faces about and searched the number of equipment being brought forth, including a Torsion Beam Device as the Bombard ranted again. "Did you hear me, I said get lost!" The thrown fist was his mistake as Nor caught it, twisted the heavier member and held him in a headlock, Marelok leveled into the jaw as the company quickly reacted to the threat as Nor spoke, unafraid while Gorgon, Ignis, and Tonkor aimed in defense while the Hyekkas snarled.
"...If you were wiser, we could have avoid this short fate..." Instead of pulling the trigger, Nor hurled the lug into the crowd as he continued. "...However, I am not here for Tenno or Orokin remains, there has been some radio chatter that there is a small group of Vor's men here, we want the way to them."
The Bombard snarled to the treatment, nearly wanting to rip the runt apart, but decided to follow logic as he stood up. "So, Command finally sent someone to deal with those traitors?"
"That depends, where are they hiding?" Both stepped closer against and stared off, trying to force the other down before the larger replied.
"Been here for some time now, but... they have changed rather violently, making for several assaults on this post, to steal our Beam Device more exactly." He turned and looked past the forested thickets of Earth and down to the deeper reaches of the forest. "Vay Hek's fleet has left for a short assignment, taking the councilor with them before these fools struck, unwarranted and against fellow Grineer personnel, it was as if they were..."
"Following commands of or from the Corrupted forces." The Bombard nodded as the camp chattered a bit from the notion as Nor had it clear. "Whatever the case, we will deal with them, this will not stand in the Empire's eyes." Despite his escape, the Empire was still his and there were still some redeeming qualities about it that gave him reason, but not enough to label his army in the service of the Empire. He turned to his allies as he gave the order. "Move out, we have some violent clones to eliminate."
"Yes sir!" The Hyekkas reared back as they headed out through the valley as Nor gave a second command, directed to the shuttle pilot.
"Return to the ship, we don't need any hitch hikers on the Galleon, clear?" The pilot saluted as he took off in the shuttle as Nor picked up the pace to keep with the others, weapons out for any feral Kubrows or ambushes along the way, Gur mumbling at times as her Hyekkas smelled across the foliage.
"These Grineer are only now decaying, my Hyekkas are still able to detect their state of prowess and they are under strength right now, but it may not last, Milord."
"Still, to find rogue forces under Vay Hek's nose, this doesn't bode well for the Councilor."
"Yes, but it is this headstrong behavior to the world around him that makes him both a threat and a liability." Nor stated as he pushed some of the foliage back with his Hind, poking about for any issues. "Let's focus on one problem and see if the rogues are also hitting other sites across Earth." They pressed on through the overgrowth, sometimes gauging the trees like something about them was off until they broken out of one of the tunnels and into a ruined encampment, smoke bellowing up from some of the machines as Nor called out. "Spread out and search for survivors, this can't be just a coincidence." They did as commanded and searched, some of the metal and material falling through as Nor searched with them, Ura kicking a hatch open while Kil searched the main landing pad that was set up for supply drops while Gur hummed to herself instead of whistling as her Hyekkas smelled the dead about, shaking off as they moved along before Ura shouted to the group.
"Sir, I found one!" The Heavy Gunner hauled a Drahk Master out, a massive gash through his side as he was brought out and laid down as both Gunner and Lancer worked to remove the helmet to a Grineer coughing up blood with the inside swamped in blood as he spoke weakly.
"Finally... some backup... from these crazed fanatics."
"You don't look good at all, sir, you are coughing up blood and mostly likely dying." Kil said as the Master corrected the thought.
"Hardly, they just grazed my kidney, despite its decay, I am only coughing blood from the blunt impact given by one of the Bombard when my Drahks were dealing with the others alongside the 'sane' members of the company." Looking further into it, Ura nodded at the statement and then to the team.
Nor crouched down and helped the Master to a drink as he cleared the throat and spoke. "There was some form of rebellion here?"
"Damn right, there was a rebellion, someone or something opened a minor portal here and released a few Corrupted into our midst, it was further worsened when a majority of the troops turned their weapons on us, we didn't stand a chance as they claimed to be following Captain Vor's orders." Nor nodded as the Master gestured to a dug-out path in the forest that looked recent. "What's more, there looks to be a Grineer Commander leading them across the forests and only started to stop here more recent than I had expected from mind washed clones."
"We'll look into it, rest for now, gather your strength to serve again." Nor spoke and the Drahk Master dozed off, his breathing slow and careful as the leader straightened up, turning to his allies. "Come, we have a division to waste, follow me... into battle."
"Sir!" They headed off again as they dove into the overgrowth, weapons out and ready as Gur stopped her vocal song and kept silent until Nor motioned for a halt and to spread out, the Hyekkas guiding their master to the side as they all peered over a large mound of soil to find their quarry, a whole division of Grineer soldiers mindlessly patrolling around, no Masters to spot as the Commander was standing idle with several others and made a move to walk about, revealing to all that his face was covered with the same device that controlled the Corrupted, whatever remained of Grineer was long discarded for blind loyalty.
Kil and Ura made a move to strike then, but Nor notioned them back as they grouped up in a small huddle. "Alright, we have our target to kill, but we run another error, coverage."
"What?" Nor pointed to the sides and sure enough, a number of troops were on the catwalks, watching over the operation as more and more crates were piled up with an Orokin key sitting idle by the Commander's set-up stand. "Oh, that would be a pain..." Kil turned back as he asked. "So what is the plan, Milord?"
"We divide... and conquer..." Nor motioned with his finger in the dirt, soft and powdered, but still serving the plan. "I want you and me, Kil, to ambush the right flank, Ura and Gur must strike left flank for this to work, the only way out is through our entrance here, the Orokin portal is currently right behind their legions, so it would work out to destroy the covers before we advance on the portal and kill the Commander." All nodded with the Hyekkas whining softly in agreement as he called it. "We strike with Ura's kill, she kicks us off and ends the fight here, are we clear?" They nodded again as Nor handled his Hind. "Alright, move!" They shattered into the foliage and onto the catwalks, but Nor held Kil back from the attack as he waited, the members getting closer with each patrol before he started the signal, Ura dashing forward, bounding over some crates as she handled the Gorgon in one hand while the other gripped her Machete and she swung, cleaving a massive slash through the Grineer Seeker without remorse and starting the attack as Nor dashed with Kil, both gunning down their opponents on the catwalks with chaos beginning below, the Commander, ever calm, tried to restore order, but it was impossible as firebombs and Tonkor grenades slammed into the ranks below as the number dwindled down on the levels, Gur burning all in her path with the Hyekkas going to town on their prey, ripping through the armor like knives through butter. Nor spotted the Commander grab the key and dash for the portal as he shouted to both parties. "Clean up the mess, the Commander is mine." He leapt over the railing and rolled onto the ground with fire in his eyes as he slashed, bashed, and gunned any trying to stop him, his charge going into the uncovered section to which he stopped and looked around, searching for his quarry before sweeping through the movement. "Let's end this illusion right now, you have no way to go, your captain is gone, and you are leading yourselves down a foolish path so we can proceed easily or make this ground unholy with blood, your call..."
The commander's voice seems to be of some foreign language, but somehow, Nor could understand parts of it. "... service... my lord... die... Void." He flipped around just in time to spot his target trying to get a jump on him, rolling out of the way, but the action had cut off any ranged capabilities for the moment as Nor was forced to pull out his Machete and sheath his Hind as the corrupted commander pulled out a weapon that was connected to the Tenno, but Vor as well, the Cronus blade and charged again, forgoing any means of attacking from ranged as Nor parried the blade, the quick flick useless as it was a firm grip on the blade, leaving him to fight with what he needed to put forth. Each strike was tough than the last, maybe because the device was forcing the body to try to kill an opponent that did not yield to death normally. Despite the super-heated edge, the Cronus would not break and Nor knew it as he pulled a quick tactic, busting through the guard and off-balancing his opponent before thrusting his blade through...
...Piercing through the device on the head, the Grineer face in a state of shock as Nor paused for a moment before pulling it back out and flicking the blade across the ground before glancing at the key, his visor telling him exactly what he wanted as he quick draw his pistol and fired a single shot through the key with his Marelok as Ura rushed in before pausing and then walking over as the blood pooled before Nor as her voice found its volume. "You destroyed the key?"
"Yes, but it was lacking needed components to operate a Torsion Device." Sheathing both weapons, Nor mused over it as he peered over the field of corpses. "If anything, the key was a patchwork effort to travel through the Void, but it is incomplete, it lacks needed coordinates to exactly triangulate a passage through the portal, its place is somewhere else, somewhere... not easy to reach." Nor sighed as he continued on with Ura following behind. "Maybe I am wrong in destroying it, but it is no good to us or them so let's leave it be for now, is that clear?"
"Yes, Milord, I just... didn't believe you to destroy something that origins from Orokin times."
"Neither did I, but comparing the Beam Device with the key, it was a misalignment should they come together, whatever was going to be beyond the portal is not good." He shook his head as the team gathered once more. "For now, it seems we must be gone, if Vay Hek returns, he will destroy us without remorse." With that, they headed for the ruined base and got a lift out, the other troops pressing forward and collecting the wounded and dead of their troops, even disposing of their more corrupted allies...
Nor, the moment he returned to Felheim, was on edge for some reason and he felt it came from the main labs, so departing from his allies for a time, he headed on down to those facilities and came to another spat. "I understand that starting with the usual Lancers is wise, but this refined material is going to waste without any suitable candidates!"
"Exactly why we need to sort them out, but who in all the system is willing to undergo a process that could do more damage than good!" Both Heretek and Head argued again and the Troopers looked to be on their wit's end with them bantering, just as Nor arrived and spoke to the soldiers first.
"You are dismissed from your protection duties here, relax for a time and report to me when you are ready again." Both saluted as they walked out with a sigh of relief before he turned his attention to the bantering rivals, still in their agreement, before he cleared his throat clearly, catching their attention with grief on their faces as he spoke. "I do hope you HAVEN'T been driving your detail mad with your hatred for each other."
"N-Nonsense, Milord!" Head Ben bowed with eager tension while the Heretek slowly bowed to his commander as the Head continued, guiding the Commander to the refined capsule, additional parts and components retrofitted and adjusted into the machine to give it an entirely more powerful state. "With this, we are able to make more, improved clones and strengthen our current roster, however... we are lacking in willing soldiers that wish to under go this process." Nor stared at it before giving a small smirk as he walked over to the armorer and was getting stripped of the armor.
"Well, if the troops are afraid, let me have a go at it." Both tried to pipe rejection as the armor and weapon came fully off and he walked on into the capsule with a smile. "If I die, then I die, but if this works, I want you both to detail the process as it goes, we need to account for any flaws it may hold." Reluctantly, both nodded and the process started, Nor placing a oxygen mask on and feeling its sleeper agent fill his systems as greenish-blue liquid flowed in and suspended him into the midst of the capsule as needles descended and injected their cocktail of genetics into his body, Wraith and Hur Ben silence as they worked with great effort, sometimes taken back as Nor's stumps, his machine limbs gone for the process, started to develop more and more until his arms were real and of flesh while his legs only made it to the knee and stopped, the mechanical eye still in place as the operation was coming to a stop as Nor fully descended into slumber...
Nor stirred again, but sitting up from his bunk and rubbing his temples before realizing he was rubbing with live flesh, not machine. He checked below and he still had the machine legs, but they were now short, thicker as flesh now dominated his knees before he stood up, taking a look to see that he was now taller, barely over Ura's height, and felt soon much stronger as he flexed his new limbs, the muscles very tense and toned as Wraith entered before rushing over with concern. "Milord, are you alright, how do you feel!?"
"...Taller and more... toned..." His voice remained the same, but that was far from his mind as he looked over every piece of his new form. "I am going to need a new armor set, Wraith."
"Understood, but first, we must run you through your trials to see if this has changed anything of your combat prowess."
"I am going to need some mechanical attachments to keep the façade on for myself." They headed down to the training grounds, Nor getting a new Bombard armor set of the same colorization as normal Bombards, machine bands underneath as he stepped into the grounds and was greeted by the troops, a fellow Bombard motioning for battle to which Nor accepted as he spoke for conditions. "What's the training set for you?"
"Several rounds of physical combat, once through the firing range, and some training in movement." Both clasped hands before readying themselves for the fight. The Bombard made the first, charging forward to bring Nor down, but all that accomplished was pushing him back some as he gripped his opponent and threw himself over the shoulder and onto the ground behind as he turned around, amazed that he could do that. He was also impressed when the Bombard took a swing, but Nor's punch knocked some wind out of the opponent as the Grineer staggered before dropping backward. The same happened when he faced off with more than one soldier, they tried to bring him down, but he had become a juggernaut of steel, power, and resolve. The firing range was no match as Nor's skills in firearms had climbed up, his hands just barely able to bend the metal a tad as he lined his shots to everyone's shock, his usual Marelok slamming with headshots on the stationaries every time. This extended over to movement, his trek through the obstacles set was like a breeze, even the harder wall climb was easy when he had first flounder with all of it before he jumped on down, landing with barely an injure as he rolled his neck and smiled.
"Worry not, men, this is just a taste of what I can do now, first off, I am the first to undergo a procedure by both Heretek and Head, for any that are willing, talk to them first, we are to ensure that this goes well, and for any that perish, then I am sorry from having pushed you too far, the Felguard will never be the same with such remarkable faces filling the ranks, so I ask of you all, are you willing?" A round of cheer filled the training ground as it was in the Grineer to live and die for what they believe in, to the bitter end as Nor nodded and retired to his chambers...