The Pit of False Hope
In False Hope, the gates of Promethium Refinery Station 534 opened. In reverence, the Tribes called a truce, for the grand Pit Fights promised fortune and glory for any brave enough to enter them. And when rumours spread that Phospho of the Disciples of the Black was to face Cable of the Slipgibbets, Warfather Dez flared in rage. His was the right to humble Phospho after their clash at Crashpoint and no debased mutant would rob him of it.And as the champions entered the arena, their Tribes cheered. Guarded, the fighters approached the centre of the Pit. And then, Cable charged Phospho. Mutated arm and whirring claw clashed. But the purity of the machine is no match for the weak flesh of the wretch. Cable went down and Warfather Dez grinned. For another day, he swore, would be the punishing of mutants. Now was the time of restoring honour. Flames leapt from his weapon, enraging the Disciples of the Black for the use of promethium against their champion. And the Black listened to them. Phospho emerged unscated. Around rocks and the inhert form of a Rust Man, Dez and Phospho weaved the dance of blades. Blood drenched Mother Stone. Feinting a trust to the neck, Dez umbalanced Phospho, then his jagged blade darted for an exposed leg. And the Disciple of the Black fell. On that day, the Mighty Father in his Golden Throne smiled upon the Purebred. Riches and respect were poured upon them.
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