V. The foul smell
Zel'xol retreated his carrier further and further back into the last bastion of missle turrets that were still intact. "I don't like the smell of all this".. The poignant smell was indeed there but Elissa knew what he meant, she realized that the situation looked too much like they were being setup to die. "let's not die yet", Elissa bitterly said... "let's find the bastards who let this happen". Zel'xol nodded and turned on the thrusters to full on the carrier. It ascended into space as he called all the remaining carriers and ships around him to follow. The arbitrer flew over all their ships masking their escape from the doomed colonies.
Illiawile was getting sick from the acceleration. He had never felt the sensation before... as everything around him started becoming blurry. He was trying very hard not to throw up. The carrier was now nearing the edge of Chi'Sara's atmosphere, down below the zerg had already complete overrun the colony. Luckily the arbitrer had done a good job in hiding their mass exodus. Suddenly, the arbitrer was taken down by a yamato canon just as they reached orbit. Illiawile couldn't hold on to his focus any longer, the bone armor fell apart, and he threw up all over the floor of the carrier.
A fleet of battle cruisers were in front ready to meet them head on. All this came together so quickly, all Zel'xol could do was punch in the orders to his comrades to scatter and distract the fleet. At the same time, the zerg began tracking them from behind. Amidst all this, Elissa was laughing, she thought it somehow comical during this dire moment that Illiawile would throw up over space sickness... to think he could stomach the great stench of corpses back on Chi'Sara'. Illiawile gave a sickly geture back at the girl who was mocking him.
"Stupid Terrans....", Zel'xol muttered.
"What's the status", Elissa getting serious again.
"5 battle cruisers, yamato cannon class B, 8 wraith fighters, and 2 valkeries", Zel'xol looked a little concerned, "but there's about 30 mutalisks, and 5 scourges who are on our tail now."
Illiawile looked out into space... the closest he had been to a place such as this was the arcane sanctuary. But now was not the time for these thoughts, "I'll take the winged beasts, you take care of those things in front", Illiawile tentatively said after gathering himself up from the floor.
"focus on the terran fleet ahead", ordered Zel'xol over the comm channel.
Six corsairs and 5 wraiths engaged the battle cruisers while Elissa engaged lockdown rounds. Interceptors from their battlecruiser distracted the enemy wraiths and valkeries. Illiawile decrepified the mutalisks and launched multiple bone spirits. Each corpse that was made in space was revived and sent to charge the enemy fleet as well. These revived creatures proved to be too much for the enemy fleet, as the revived mutalisks carried with them a ferociousness and speed that no wraith fighter had been trained to fight against.
The last battlecruiser was locked down, and Zel'xol opened a comm channel to them. "Who's behind this!!", Elissa demanded threateningly to the battlecruiser captain. "I die if I say and I die if I don't", the old captain said as if he were already a ghost. Then this brain exploded violently as his neural implant was given an overload signal.
There was no where to go now, but to hide.
Illiawile was now cleaning his puke from the floor. Although there was nothing more he could do about the foul smell.
Zel'xol retreated his carrier further and further back into the last bastion of missle turrets that were still intact. "I don't like the smell of all this".. The poignant smell was indeed there but Elissa knew what he meant, she realized that the situation looked too much like they were being setup to die. "let's not die yet", Elissa bitterly said... "let's find the bastards who let this happen". Zel'xol nodded and turned on the thrusters to full on the carrier. It ascended into space as he called all the remaining carriers and ships around him to follow. The arbitrer flew over all their ships masking their escape from the doomed colonies.
Illiawile was getting sick from the acceleration. He had never felt the sensation before... as everything around him started becoming blurry. He was trying very hard not to throw up. The carrier was now nearing the edge of Chi'Sara's atmosphere, down below the zerg had already complete overrun the colony. Luckily the arbitrer had done a good job in hiding their mass exodus. Suddenly, the arbitrer was taken down by a yamato canon just as they reached orbit. Illiawile couldn't hold on to his focus any longer, the bone armor fell apart, and he threw up all over the floor of the carrier.
A fleet of battle cruisers were in front ready to meet them head on. All this came together so quickly, all Zel'xol could do was punch in the orders to his comrades to scatter and distract the fleet. At the same time, the zerg began tracking them from behind. Amidst all this, Elissa was laughing, she thought it somehow comical during this dire moment that Illiawile would throw up over space sickness... to think he could stomach the great stench of corpses back on Chi'Sara'. Illiawile gave a sickly geture back at the girl who was mocking him.
"Stupid Terrans....", Zel'xol muttered.
"What's the status", Elissa getting serious again.
"5 battle cruisers, yamato cannon class B, 8 wraith fighters, and 2 valkeries", Zel'xol looked a little concerned, "but there's about 30 mutalisks, and 5 scourges who are on our tail now."
Illiawile looked out into space... the closest he had been to a place such as this was the arcane sanctuary. But now was not the time for these thoughts, "I'll take the winged beasts, you take care of those things in front", Illiawile tentatively said after gathering himself up from the floor.
"focus on the terran fleet ahead", ordered Zel'xol over the comm channel.
Six corsairs and 5 wraiths engaged the battle cruisers while Elissa engaged lockdown rounds. Interceptors from their battlecruiser distracted the enemy wraiths and valkeries. Illiawile decrepified the mutalisks and launched multiple bone spirits. Each corpse that was made in space was revived and sent to charge the enemy fleet as well. These revived creatures proved to be too much for the enemy fleet, as the revived mutalisks carried with them a ferociousness and speed that no wraith fighter had been trained to fight against.
The last battlecruiser was locked down, and Zel'xol opened a comm channel to them. "Who's behind this!!", Elissa demanded threateningly to the battlecruiser captain. "I die if I say and I die if I don't", the old captain said as if he were already a ghost. Then this brain exploded violently as his neural implant was given an overload signal.
There was no where to go now, but to hide.
Illiawile was now cleaning his puke from the floor. Although there was nothing more he could do about the foul smell.