It had been a long, almost unknowable time since last Protoss did battle against Protoss in quite this way. It had Artanis drunk on grief as he stalked through the harsh landscape of Shakuras, the psi-blade at his wrist humming a song of tragedy and war.

( All around him, templars were dying. )

Kerrigan had heard rumblings for quite some time now. Since before Char, actually, somewhere in transit from Braxis. Still, she was a little surprised to hear that the Protoss had broken up their fledgeling alliance quite this soon ( Read more... )

"Executor," Artanis spoke, his mouthless face an insistent presence on the viewscreen before her, "The Uraj is secured and after two weeks, the UED has finally given up the chase. We are currently holding perimeter orbit over the planet Char. Zeratul, have you locked onto the location of the Khalis?"

( The Protoss and their little magic crystals... )

( 'Explain something to me, Zeratul.' )

To say that those present were giving their-- guest-- a wide bearth would be... a massive understatement. Kerrigan's immediate personal space was so empty you could almost hear the crickets chirp. But she didn't seem bothered.

( Of course not. )

The air resounded with the noise of Protoss aircraft slicing through the air, their cannons aimed and firing. The Zerg screamed back a twisted echo, answering ammunition with poison and sharp spines that cleaved the sky in two. They had been fighting for three full hours, and the Protoss's tactics seemed to get bleaker by the minute as more Corsair ( Read more... )

Back to Char. That had been the Overmind's grand plan for her. Back to hunting straggling Terrans who were already hopelessly lost on the planet's volcanic surface ( Read more... )