"Eh... Bad-ish? Some kinds of matoran turn into them, if they're programmed right they can be helpful but if they're in a nest, or if they get Krana some other way, they start rampaging. They always seemed headed to climb the walls around Metru Nui - Headed to the robot's face, I suppose? But the robot's gone now. No idea what these might do." Tack tilts his head. "This nest is actually a little different from a normal bohrok nest. Looks to be cosmetic, as far as I can tell."
"Well," Feand says breaking up that awkward conversation, "I kept my end of the bargain, so when can I expect to have my army?"
"Yes, yes, you'll get your robots as soon as I get back to the ship. Well, as soon as I get in contact with the City, but still."
"Yes, yes, you'll get your robots as soon as I get back to the ship. Well, as soon as I get in contact with the City, but still."
Feand climbs out of the prison.
The Uploadtoran eyes them gravely as the group climbs out. "New Artahka is under vicious attack. If they survive, the fleets of the Brotherhood will be destroyed. If not..." The Uploadtoran looks up to the stars. "Then Chagrin will be our last line of defense."
The Uploadtoran eyes them gravely as the group climbs out. "New Artahka is under vicious attack. If they survive, the fleets of the Brotherhood will be destroyed. If not..." The Uploadtoran looks up to the stars. "Then Chagrin will be our last line of defense."
"I take that to mean it's going very bad back at home."
The Uploadtoran eyes them gravely as the group climbs out. "New Artahka is under vicious attack. If they survive, the fleets of the Brotherhood will be destroyed. If not..." The Uploadtoran looks up to the stars. "Then Chagrin will be our last line of defense."
"I take that to mean it's going very bad back at home."
"Well yes that's generally what one concludes when they're being attacked by an army of Kofo-Mata Nui." Tack sighs. "The mechs? How bad?" "The City-Ships have survived this long due to the sunbeam drones' efforts, it will take something exceedingly quick or a very strong snare to snuff them out. The Woodpeckers, Aki, and such are being destroyed readily, though the matoran at least can be restored. We have some sort of fabrication ring that's churning out Venture-class ships at an insane pace, but the offending mech seems to shrug off most of their attacks. If you have an idea for something better to throw at them, I can tell them." "Hmm. Give me the Venture blueprints, I'll see what I can think up." Tack turns to Feand. "Is there some other reward you would like, should this battle fall through?"
"I take that to mean it's going very bad back at home."
"Well yes that's generally what one concludes when they're being attacked by an army of Kofo-Mata Nui." Tack sighs. "The mechs? How bad?" "The City-Ships have survived this long due to the sunbeam drones' efforts, it will take something exceedingly quick or a very strong snare to snuff them out. The Woodpeckers, Aki, and such are being destroyed readily, though the matoran at least can be restored. We have some sort of fabrication ring that's churning out Venture-class ships at an insane pace, but the offending mech seems to shrug off most of their attacks. If you have an idea for something better to throw at them, I can tell them." "Hmm. Give me the Venture blueprints, I'll see what I can think up." Tack turns to Feand. "Is there some other reward you would like, should this battle fall through?"
"Should you lose the battle, we all have bigger problems than some reward."
"Well yes that's generally what one concludes when they're being attacked by an army of Kofo-Mata Nui." Tack sighs. "The mechs? How bad?" "The City-Ships have survived this long due to the sunbeam drones' efforts, it will take something exceedingly quick or a very strong snare to snuff them out. The Woodpeckers, Aki, and such are being destroyed readily, though the matoran at least can be restored. We have some sort of fabrication ring that's churning out Venture-class ships at an insane pace, but the offending mech seems to shrug off most of their attacks. If you have an idea for something better to throw at them, I can tell them." "Hmm. Give me the Venture blueprints, I'll see what I can think up." Tack turns to Feand. "Is there some other reward you would like, should this battle fall through?"
"Should you lose the battle, we all have bigger problems than some reward."
Tack nods. The Uploadtoran's shoulders sag in relief. "I can't say we've 'won', but the monstrosities have ceased their attack." He turns toward Tack. "I don't know what you scientists do all day, but make defenses against this sort of thing happening again." "Yes, we will. And you will get your robots shortly." As Tack teleports away, spare Kranuva are teleported from the city-ships, programmed to follow Feand's commands.
"Should you lose the battle, we all have bigger problems than some reward."
Tack nods. The Uploadtoran's shoulders sag in relief. "I can't say we've 'won', but the monstrosities have ceased their attack." He turns toward Tack. "I don't know what you scientists do all day, but make defenses against this sort of thing happening again." "Yes, we will. And you will get your robots shortly." As Tack teleports away, spare Kranuva are teleported from the city-ships, programmed to follow Feand's commands.
Tack nods. The Uploadtoran's shoulders sag in relief. "I can't say we've 'won', but the monstrosities have ceased their attack." He turns toward Tack. "I don't know what you scientists do all day, but make defenses against this sort of thing happening again." "Yes, we will. And you will get your robots shortly." As Tack teleports away, spare Kranuva are teleported from the city-ships, programmed to follow Feand's commands.
Feand waits for the rest of them.
yes yes the bulk of the army is produced by the factories and Feand is now terrifying.