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Chau Sara would be one part of their staging ground ( Read more... )

Kerrigan crushed the hand of some hapless dead Protoss under her sharp heel without even looking twice. The field was full of bodies, and for once, their deaths weren't even on her - mostly non-existent - conscience. No, two groups of Protoss had fought here recently ( Read more... )

It had been a scant few hours since Kerrigan's victory on that platform above Char. A fleet of Mutalisks and Scourges broke loose from it, and soared off into space, chasing the retreating UED fleet.

( Scattered across worlds, the Zerg pricked up their ears. )

A few Zerglings. A well-placed battery. That's all Kerrigan needed: the base before her was completely overwhelmed by unexpected and sudden betrayal. The bodies littered the ground as she strode across the battlefield. One step at a time, her heels digging against the solid mud ( Read more... )

"You have all performed superbly."

Hyperion was hardly neutral ground, but there were enough members of different factions here to make it... safe. Kerrigan's heels clicked against the metal plating, leaving an echo of something tinny and unnatural bouncing around the room.

( Especially you, Fenix. )