"We do need to watch where we step since some of the ground is not friendly to alien life which is another reason Rocky is here." Shockwave spoke as he placed his feet one by one in each of Rocky's footprints. Off in the distance, there were sounds of an alarm starting to be heard which caused Rocky to stop short quite suddenly.
A little flying golden orb raced toward the group before stopping a few feet out and breaking apart in to ball of sensors. After a few moments, the sensors snapped closed and a speaker activated. "BEWARE! BEWARE! Prison break has occurred! Prison population at 95.5% and holding! Noted prisoner Nilmervir among missing, outside help expected! Be on gua--" There was a minor explosion as the ball exploded into pieces.
A small metal platform appeared hovering in the middle of the air before it was joined by three others bristling with weapons. Standing on the platforms were some green skinned men cackling behind cannons. A hooded figure decked out in dark green intoned, almost sadistically "You are welcome to make a move if you must. However, you will have your hands full." He lowered his hood to reveal man with yellowish green skin and red eyes. "My disciples will keep you Crusaders busy, especially Shockwave, you whelp!" Nilmervir's eyes glowed briefly before a wicked grin came across his face. "Have fun while I take your world for mine! HAHAHAHAHA!"
As he teleported away in a blast of red energy, Rocky abruptly turned, his eyes glowing red, and punched Shockwave really hard in the stomach before slamming him to the ground and stomping on him. When the more veteran Crusader fell to the ground, blood was already starting to pour out of his mouth. The guns on the platforms opened up with blazing flamethrowers.
"In game terms, reality is broken." - Patrick Kapera, Crafty Games, creator of Spycraft, FantasyCraft and the MasterCraft game system
War is changing. Killing, however, is constant.