The Chronicles of Riddick: Dark Fury Page #2

No!

- Riddick?|- Here!

Bravo!|The grace, the expression,

the sheer violence of it.

Exquisite.

- Give--|- What?

Give me the knife.

Such a complete|and thorough performance.

It leaves only one question.

I got a feeling|you're not gonna like it.

How will I ever have you mounted...

to do it justice?

What are you--

No!|

Eww!

- You gonna keep that?|- Looks like you'll have to|be an abstract piece.

Down! Now!

We'll need to rouse|a substantial pursuit force.

- Who?|- All of them! Even the Galls!

Any man or thing|that can hold a weapon!

Every last one! Now!

All right.|Just what's the big deal? Oh!

Jumping Jesus.

you beautiful bald bastard.

are you doing?

Just gathering intel.

Yeah, well, stow it.|We got a couple|of runners to bring in.

- Shoot on sight.|- Yes, sir.

What in the hell|happened here?

Shut up and take point.

Burn 'em.|Grab your panties, boys.

What the hell was that?

Don't move.

Turn it loose.

Huh?

What the--

- You're badly hurt.|- Him? He almost tore me in half.

Just a graze this time.

That b*tch. Move!

We cannot stop.|We're not outrunning|this thing,

not the three of us.

What? I can keep up!

Maybe someday.

- Get her to the flight deck.|- It's just aft, upper level.

Yeah. Stow in there and let|whatever's following pass.

When it does,|make for the flight deck|and don't look back,

no matter what you hear.

We'll wait for you.|Follow Imam.

- What are you going to do?

Now where do we gotta go|to meet up with Ridd--

Jack, shh.

We've got to help him, Imam.

We can't help him if we leave.

Sometimes that is exactly|how it works.

Sweep it.

I got something.|Check it out.

- Don't touch that!|- Oh, sh*t.

I ain't putting that back on.

Let her go.|Hmm.

It's me you're after.|You want a shot at the title?

I told you that was coming.

Wh-Where are you going?

Gonna prep this ship|and get off this heap.

So we can escape?

It is over.

We have survived.

Back to hell with you,

you bloody stinking savage!

Im--

Yeah, we made it.

Awfully uncivilized thing|you just did there,Jack.

Riddick.|Trouble?

Yes.

It is nothing back there.

What worries me|lies ahead of us.

I am concerned for her, Riddick,

that she'll become--

Like me.

- What is that place?|- That's nowhere.

I'm dropping you guys|on New Mecca.

Riddick.|We ain't done, boy.

Not by a long shot.

Hold your breath.

who is something far worse...

has ever encountered.

Hold your breath.

Should you survive this day,

for the rest of your life.

ance of such a thing.

Hold your breath.

Fall back. Everyone fall back.

for what they truly are,

with their lives' work.

they so desperately desired,

with the blood of others.

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