Grumpy because of the problems the grunts have been causing lately you storm into the living quarters of the despicable unggoy, sword draw ready cut into the one that started this. "what the hell is going on?" you growl as the grunts stand over a broken ghost. "we sorry boss, but since the engineers weren't working we thou-" without letting him finish you back hand the grunt sending him flying onto his back. "you pathetic fools leave the engineers to there work and you stay to yours! Or I'll ensure you will be live target practice at the next stage match!" with this threat the coward in fear and started to shake with there speaks and please, as your communicator activated. "Leader you are needed in the spire immediately." With this warning you stormed out as quickly as you arrive. Sheathing your plasma blade you make your way to the command center. when you arrive you find...
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