3. CTF Team spirit (1/2)

ctf

a parting of ways

as

the prophets disappeared, mulandoor turned to turanovee. " so, the

great spec ops commander gains honor and his reputation in the

covenant by going invisible and sneaking around others, stabbing in

the back. how honorable."

turanovee

growled. " we do not commit those acts often and at will. we fight

impossible odds and always succeed, even with heavy casualities. my

unit is always faced with higher odds, yet we never back down."

folsanee

stared at both elites. what event put such a rift between these two?

"

and what do you do mulandoor? you may rank slightly above me, yet you

spend most of your time safe on cruisers and battleships coordinating

attacks with your already made meals. you know little of our battles

and losses."

"

i did not get this rank by pure coordination and strategy!"

retorted mulandoor.

" i have had my

share of battles as well!"

the

two elites continued arguing until folsanee decided that it was

enough. " quiet!" he commanded. the two elites instantly stopped

their bickering to face their new leader. though both had extremely

high ranks, all accoladed and praised the arbiter as the fighter for

the prophets. his em

oidered and aged armor was a sign of an honor

passed down generations to a single special elite. none of the elites

dared to speak up against folsanee.

"

i do not know what this quarrel is about, but i do not care," he

said. " my mission is to stop this heretic and to prove to the

prophet's of our worth. future arguments can be made later, but not

until we have completed our objective and secured the unity of the

covenant. understood?"

both

elites stood straight up and placed their hands onto their chests, a

form of salutation. " yes arbiter!" they both chorused.

"

organize your men and gather weapons and armor. make sure that the

invisibility option works for your troops turanovee. mulandoor,

double-check to ensure that your plasma swords are fully energized.

we will move out at the light of green."

the

covenant had used the forerunner technology to create their own clock

of the roations of their sun. from morning to midnight the colors

moved from yellow, orange, red, black, purple, blue, green, and pink.

the contraption was a circular dial with a plasma surface on it and a

clear glass prism that resided underneath. as more sunlight from

their star emitted through the planet, the prism would reflect this

sunlight in concentrated and purified form into the plasma. the