||DATUM: ČETVRTAK, 2014-11-13, 08:18:27 | PORUKA # 1|
LOKACIJA: Kwajalein-Bouvet Island
|Nik rushed back into his dwelling and began to clear the general's paraphernalia off his desk.This artifact must be destroyed. |
took place.'is proof against the fangs of the most venomous serpents.'
Philip went to awake Mrs. Foster, but it was later than he thought and she
“They're trying to break through to the fuel depot!” she muttered to herself, looking toward the industrial area where the colonists stored their tanks of refined Vespene gas.
“Get this junkwad on the ground!” The giant laughed beneath his bright eyes. “I’ve got some death to deal out! Want to roast me some Zerg on a spit! Maybe eat their brains straight off!”“What is the universe coming to,” Littlefield muttered, “when Marines start hiding under desks!”
Cyn straightened her shoulders, and Octavia saw a look of fierce determination sparkling in her eyes. “In that case, we'll just have to get ready to fend for ourselves.”Then the web-laced blazing shell split with crackling lightning bolts as the casing spread wider, opening up like an eggshell . . .The hillside vibrated harder. Now all the large crystals that had seemed so beautiful a moment ago looked like loaded weapons, tapping energy reservoirs that summoned lightning from within their atomic structure.