The Ikon

[Shagohad]

Outside of the massive armored gate that served as the one and only entrance to the mine stood a battery of turrets and a couple dozen men who served as the front defense of the Volkhan's bunker. Standard patrols of various vehicles wandered around the perimeter; these vehicles were often quick response buggies or armored personnel carriers. It was imperative that should something go wrong, that the Volkhan's forces would be there within seconds en masse.

Pacing in front of the gate was Viatcheslav in an overcoat. His ornate hat made him taller than he was, but even then, he was still very intimidating. Two emerald green eyes peered out at the men who stood in columns, their weapons against their chests and their chins held high.

"Men," His harsh voice hissed out from the vocoder, "We are all that stands between the Volkhan and those who wish to kill him. Quite the responsibility?"

'€œViatcheslav, it'€™s time to end this.'€ It cam so suddenly that Viatcheslav had almost stumbled over the beginning of his speech.

"And for those of you with an imagination, you are to conclude this speech as best you can in your minds. Do not fail me. Do not fail the Volkhan. The Ikon of Ikons!"

"All hail the Volkhan, Ikon of Ikons!" The men shouted as one.

Without a word or nod, Viatcheslav walked off towards the complex, opening the private channel to Ulrich, "Indeed, my friend. Meet me in the armory in ten minutes." He shut off the channel without waiting for a response, quickening his pace.

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"THE HULL HAS BEEN BREACHED AND THE SCIENCE IS LEAKING OUT!"