Tor Megiddo: Ferrugo Pass, Part 9

To Enter the Cauldron

Nested between segmented legs were the entrances to the Cauldron. Unused were many of them, leading to chambers long abandoned. Through those the Purebred and Disciples of the Black stepped and along the walls lumens flickered into life. From long slumber awoke screens and sensors and angry hissed their disturbed machine spirits. To their wailing, the Anomaly Protocol answered.

Sure was Great Father Arun of the Purebred's right to cross into the higher levels and his followers he split. To collect abandoned resources trusted Yash was sent.

Guarded by Warfather Dez to a statis chamber went Mahela, for its contents she wished to bring back to her lab.

Doors slammed and to footsteps clanked the planking as chambers away advanced the Anomaly Protocol and the Disciples.

The door in front of him, Arun opened and gun ablazing he stepped towards a still slumbering device. Next to him, to the heavy stubber Warfather Dez gave voice.

And across the room Ferrus of the Disciples fell.

Across the great chamber sounded Decima's arquebus against which crumbling barricades were no protetion for Lady Meth.

And taken between two fires reeled the Disciples, but their weapons they readied.

But through the bullets was able to advance Tybar, for the Skull-Cog smiled upon him.

Not on the Purebred was the Skull-Cog's gaze though and to the Disciples' fire fell Mahela and Jax.

And all witnessed the resilience of Dium of the Disciples. For it took all the long ranged weapons of the Anomaly Protocol to bring him down.

At Arun came the Disciple known as P-210. With unholy drugs and ancient weapons armed, grieviously she wounded the Great Father.

Away from the screaming harridan crawled Arun and behind him trusted Yash slammed the heavy door. The same did Dez, the Keeper of the Flesh to protect.

And through the heavy metal loud came the sound of shots as bitterly over the devices awakening in the room fought the Anomaly Protocol and the Disciples of the Black.

And to the Purebred's camp Mahela had to return to recover from her wounds. But a way to the higher levels the Purebred found as embroiled in the fight were their opponents. And though triumphant in the eyes of his tribe, over his own defeat at the hand of the Disciples Arun brooded.