The clang of his armour on the hard floor of the ship reverberated around the command deck. He could feel the tremors of his battle lust slowly taking his heart, the feeling of exhileration that came with such a magnificent and primal thing.
Battle was something that changed the galaxy, from the beginnings of time to whenever the galaxies suns burned out there would be only one true constant.
Battle, and as he stood on his ship looking out at the stars.....He knew it was coming.
Battle was something that changed the galaxy, from the beginnings of time to whenever the galaxies suns burned out there would be only one true constant.
Battle, and as he stood on his ship looking out at the stars.....He knew it was coming.