CHAPTER TWO
Disregarding the sounds of battle outside, Roodaka busied herself about the tent, making sure she had everything before she left: Catcher Claws, Rhotuka launcher, the tablet....
She had not been planning on abandoning Sidorak this early on, especially after being made Viceroy of the Visorak Horde, but with the discovery of this map to Artakha, she could now ditch the arrogant airhead and earn herself a higher rank in the Brotherhood's hierarchy... perhaps even become a lieutenant to Makuta Teridax himself.
At the sound of scuttling feet, Roodaka turned to see a lonesome Keelerak enter the tent. She knew this particular Visorak was a personal favorite of Sidorak's and had even earned itself a personal name: Kollorak.
Roodaka looked down at the Keelerak with disdain, wondering what it was doing away from the rest of the horde. Then, it dawned on her.
"Sidorak sent you to find me, didn't he?"
Kollorak hissed an affirmation in its native tongue, which Roodaka had come to understand over the past few centuries.
The Vortixx's blue eyes narrowed. "Is he concerned for my well-being? If so, tell him not to fret; I am perfectly capable of looking after myself."
The green spider clicked its mandibles together fiercely, glaring at her in irritation.
Roodaka laughed heartlessly. "Why am I not taking part in the battle? Because, vermin, I have things better worth my time. You and your kind do not need my help to get rid of these intruders."
Kollorak shrieked in objection. In response, Roodaka slammed her foot down on the Visorak's carapace, shoving it into the ground.
"Listen here, bug," she hissed. "As long as I'm Viceroy, you do not question my actions. Instead, you obey the orders given to you and keep your filthy pincers out of others' business. Are we clear?"
Kollorak managed a whiny assent.
"Good." She removed her foot from the spider's shell. "Now get out of my sight and return to the battle. Sidorak is probably missing you more than he does me."
The Keelerak grunted before picking itself up and leaving the tent. Left alone once again, Roodaka continued preparation for her leave.
* * *
Trinuma moved quickly to avoid the Shadow Hand's grasp. Diving to the side, he aimed his blaster and fired a rocket at the Makuta. Retracting the Shadow Hand back into his chest, Nathuz activated his mask power, repelling the projectile away from him and sending it to the ground at Trinuma's feet. The following explosion sent the Tirivon flying.
After landing hard on his back, Trinuma quickly regained his stance just as a Visorak Oohnorak lunged at him. He easily bashed it aside with his shield before charging towards Nathuz. The Makuta of Stelt easily brought him down with his gravity powers.
"I have absolutely no idea who you are or who you think you are, invading our territory," Nathuz growled, "but I am going to destroy you."
Trinuma simply smirked at him. "Good luck with that."
A look of bafflement crossed the Makuta's mask, which was soon replaced by shock as a Protosteel dagger suddenly went into his back. As Nathuz crumpled to his knees, Antidermis energies leaking from the newly-made crevice in his armor, Tobduk approached him from behind.
"It's never a wise idea to have your back turned to me," the Korvis warrior growled as he held his staff aloft. "You never know what you might find in it."
He then brought the staff down, releasing a blast of energy from it. In mere seconds, the Makuta was obliterated.
As he was pulled to his feet by the taller being, Trinuma said to Tobduk, "Think this will give Sidorak and his pets second thoughts about fighting us?"
The moment he said this, a Rhotuka spinner zipped past his head.
Tobduk snorted. "I wouldn't hold my breath."
* * *
Krakua ran as fast as his small legs could carry him. He wasn't sure if he should have been grateful for this timely attack or scared for his life, but he would not be able to decide while standing in a battlefield.
Luckily for him, the Visorak had not paid him much heed so far, instead focusing their efforts on the two large beings who had just executed his Makuta interrogators. This left him free to take one of the boats the Brotherhood forces had arrived in.
The farthest he got was the shoreline where the boats and ships were docked. What-- or rather, who he found there was enough to bring him to a halt.
Clad in green armor, the Toa warrior stood on the shore, armed with a razor-edged blade and a six-barreled blaster. The grim expression on their Kanohi Faxon left Krakua unsure whether he should have been relieved or afraid.
Catching the De-Matoran's gaze, the Toa of Air gave him a curt nod of greeting. "Hello there. Are you a villager here?"
"Y-yes, but not for much longer," Krakua said nervously. "Wh-why are you here, mighty Toa?"
"I'm searching for someone called Amath. Do you know anyone by that name?"
"N-no, I don't. If they're a villager though, I'm sure they're already dead; the Visorak have massacred everyone in De-Koro."
The Toa grimaced. "Ah, so that explains the massive ships. Well then, thank you for your time, villager. If I were you, I'd get as far away from here as possible."
Krakua nodded. "Yes, Toa--"
"Don't call me by that title," was the sharp reply. "My name is simply Lesovikk. No one has called me Toa in a very long time."
With that, the green warrior headed for the village, pure vengeance on his mind.
* * *
Sidorak was not liking his chances.
Makuta Nathuz had been killed, Roodaka was still missing, and his Visorak horde had been decimated so far. And it was all thanks to two barbaric titans, their reasons for fighting against the Brotherhood a complete mystery to him.
Although he was no coward, Sidorak was also no fool. He knew that there would be no victory in this battle, especially with Nathuz dead, and there would be no honor in throwing away his life instead of facing the other Makuta's wrathful disappointment.
Raising his Herding Blade, he sent out a summons to the Visorak and in an instant, the hordes were turning their backs on the battle and returning to him. At his beckoning, the spider Rahi piled back onto the ships which they had arrived in. After giving the command for the ships to leave the shore, Sidorak gave the two titans one last look before departing for his own vessel.
* * *
Tobduk grunted out of disappointment as he watched the Brotherhood forces flee. "Just when I was starting to enjoy this, too."
Trinuma slapped him on the back, an act which would have earned him a swift death had he been anyone else. "Keep your chin up, my friend. There'll be more after this, trust me."
"Excuse me."
The two titans turned to see a Toa of Air standing before them, clad in lime-green armor and with a Great Mask of Kindred on his face.
"I'm here to meet someone called Amath," Lesovikk said. "Do you happen to know him?"
Trinuma exchanged a knowing look with Tobduk before nodding at the Toa. "Indeed we do."
At that, the Toa of Air suddenly lurched forward as something invisible struck him in the back of the head. He then fell to the unceremoniously to the ground.
"I love doing that," Jerbraz said.
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