Babes with Blades Page #4
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- 2018
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collector of alien artifacts.
The Cressfelt Crystal
being one of them.
Not infinite, but should be
more than enough, am I right?
So your plan was to break
into the stronghold all along,
a bold plan indeed.
Yes, to steal it.
To get in and out quietly,
not to go in there and cause
mayhem by killing their leader.
It doesn't matter
now, does it?
We're going in one
way or another.
Well, we need more
than just these.
What about their guns?
They're slow to reload.
That's why the elite
guard don't use them.
- Recharging for a shot takes
- Five seconds.
Five seconds to close the gap.
More than we need.
(dramatic music)
Report?
The rebels are all
but destroyed, Ma'am.
All but?
One escaped along
with Azura and Dahlia.
The gladiators
sought out the rebels?
That is a troubling development.
Azura knows our whole
army will be after them
that it will be difficult
to stay hidden for long.
I'd say she thought
to stir up trouble
so our attention is split.
She was mistaken.
Mistaken, but still at large.
The elite guard
searches for them, Ma'am,
they will bring her
to ground soon enough.
I want the Sarnian
alive, Peltarion.
Is that wise, Ma'am?
She's proven herself
unruly, dangerous.
As your bodyguard I
urge you to caution
and to have her terminated.
Are you questioning me?
Come, my friend,
I fear that you suffer
from a lack of clarity.
(dramatic music)
(fire blazes)
(flesh squishing)
What is this place?
What are these things?
Trophies from
conquered worlds.
This is it!
Let's go.
Wait.
A flower... from Sarnia.
I must take this back.
Come on!
(glass shatters)
(guns firing)
I'd put the stone
back if I were you.
You are not getting
out of this room.
You are just so predictable.
And you, Azura, your
liberty is about to end.
I'll draw their fire,
then you've got five
seconds to get in close.
(guns firing)
(swords clinking)
(grunting and gasping)
Go, I can make it.
Take the crystal!
Wait.
I know you.
Tallerin, it's you.
(grunting)
You must remember!
Tallerin, we were friends.
You must remember.
Running through the leaves,
please Tallerin, think,
you must remember, please.
You must remember!
(dramatic music)
[Guard] Are you okay, Sir?
I'm fine.
Take her.
Back where you belong.
Tallerin.
(electric buzzing)
So.
Why risk capture for a crystal?
Tallerin, what have
they done to you?
Your eyes.
It is irrelevant who you
think I am or think I was.
Answer the question.
Tallerin, you must
try to fight it.
They have a hold on
you, I don't know how.
You must try and remember.
(electric buzzing)
(heavy breathing)
Why steal the crystal?
What are you going
to use it for?
Tallerin.
Tallerin, please
try to remember me.
They have robbed
you of your spirit.
Robbed you of your identity.
Tallerin, we are the
last of our kind.
Please, you must
try to remember.
Again.
Wait.
Leave us, Palterion.
The other fugitives have
the crystal, I want it back.
Your skills are best employed
in hunting them down.
Leave this unpleasantness to me.
Yes, Commander.
There's nothing
quite so satisfying
as seeing an enemy brought low.
You won't break me
like you did Tallerin.
Tallerin, yes, that was
once his name but no longer.
He is like you will
be, utterly mine.
You destroyed my
world, and for that,
I will see you dead.
Defiance, an
admirable Sarnian trait,
you have so many.
It is why you are
so hard to defeat
and why I've chosen a Sarnian
for my personal guard.
Personal slave, you mean.
I suppose I do.
Quite amazing what one
can do in a laboratory.
A concoction of my own devices.
Engineered to react specifically
to your Sarnian biology.
You, like your friend
Tallerin, will be reprogrammed.
Your unique skills and strengths
you'll retain, of course,
but your will, that
will be utterly mine.
Well, if it'll shut you up,
let's get on with it.
Ha, defiant til the last.
As you wish.
Begin the reprogramming.
Yes, Ma'am.
Bring her to me when
she's more compliant.
Yes, Ma'am.
We've lost power,
switch it back up!
(alarm beeping)
(bones cracking)
(thudding)
(blood splattering)
(alarm beeping)
Good to see you.
How did you shut off the power?
We didn't, it just went off.
Convenient.
Have you two finished?
Come on, let's get
the hell out of here.
(dramatic music)
Barbarians.
We will recapture them, Ma'am.
Commander, I assure
you, they will be found.
She tried to take it.
Ma'am?
The flower of Sarnia, Peltarion,
your favorite artifact.
Like the Cressfelt Crystal,
this has great power.
They say it can heal worlds.
I want it destroyed.
The Sarnian,
Azura, claims she knows me.
I can't help but feel
that she's right.
Is it true?
Am I a Sarnian?
Of course.
Your race are the best fighters
we have ever encountered.
But your kind are wild,
emotional, and disordered.
I gave you a purpose, brought
out your finest qualities,
made you magnificent.
A precision instrument of death.
Thank you.
Finally, glad you're safe.
Did you get it?
I saw it.
The last piece of Sarnia.
A flower.
A flower survives.
She kept it as a trophy.
If legends are true
one flower could breathe
life back into your world.
It can do that?
A flower?
I must get it back.
I must take it to the waters.
Return it home.
Don't worry, we'll
set this machine up
and bring back your flower if
it's that important to you.
It doesn't matter.
Even if it could get back to
Sarnia, repair the damage,
what's to stop the
Visray from returning?
Then we kill Sorrentine,
steal back a flower,
and heal a world?
Couldn't be simpler.
(laughs)
Agreed.
- But first.
- But first we honor
our bargain, Viridian.
We heal your world first.
Wait, I'm unarmed and alone.
I wish only to speak to Azura.
[Viridian] Take him!
- Wait.
- Why?
It's a trick, he
cannot be trusted!
I want to hear
what he has to say.
I want to hear him
say please don't kill me
before I silence him forever.
I know, you'd be a fool
to take me at my word,
but I've remembered,
I know now what Sorrentine
has taken from me.
From us, Azura.
[Viridian] Let's kill him
while we have the upper hand.
Wait, I have proof.
If you don't believe me after
this, then do your worst.
(chimes ringing)
Sorrentine ordered me to
destroy it but I couldn't.
Something stopped me.
We're underwhelmed at your
sudden attack of conscience,
let's kill him and get
the hell out of here.
How do you think you got
out of there so easily?
Because I turned off the power.
Nobody else could have
done that, ask him.
Besides, if I did
want to betray you
you'd already be dead by now.
I've led no one to you,
I come in good faith.
Take it.
It is yours.
Thank you, Tallerin.
Sorrentine has robbed us
of all that we are, Azura.
Your words struck
me harder than iron.
They made me remember.
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