The Mangai Citadel, after being translocated interdimensionally to one of the DImensions of Light, has undergone extensive renovations to house a large amount of Toa.
Once they have all assembled, he takes the stage. "As many of you know, the Brotherhood is far too strong to fight directly. I would like to strike it a crippling blow; by stealing a Manas. Are there any volunteers to help me do this?"
Once they have all assembled, he takes the stage. "As many of you know, the Brotherhood is far too strong to fight directly. I would like to strike it a crippling blow; by stealing a Manas. Are there any volunteers to help me do this?"
Cekara, toa of psionics, and Jendakoz, toa of plasma, step forward. Cekara wears a blue Iden and the Su-toa's face supports a white Olmak. "I can help. The Manases are machines, right?" "I'll help."
Once they have all assembled, he takes the stage. "As many of you know, the Brotherhood is far too strong to fight directly. I would like to strike it a crippling blow; by stealing a Manas. Are there any volunteers to help me do this?"
Cekara, toa of psionics, and Jendakoz, toa of plasma, step forward. Cekara wears a blue Iden and the Su-toa's face supports a white Olmak. "I can help. The Manases are machines, right?" "I'll help."
Brotax nods. "They are machines. You're a Toa of Psionics, though?"