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For Fandom, it had been a week.
For Sarah Kerrigan, Queen of Blades, it had been but a few seconds. The Xel'Naga artifact had taken her and her charge by the metaphorical balls and flung them across time and space bare minutes before something had wiped it from the skein of the universe.
And now it was spitting them out in a flash of blue between the trees.
The loss of her Swarm hit Kerrigan at once, sending her staggering to her knees on her way out of the tear. Her hands flew to her head and she let out a high-pitched whine as her senses compensated for the fact that her massive army had suddenly been reduced to one.
She'd be grateful that she made it to Fandom later. Right now, she'd need a minute.
[[ for one, and nfb. ]]
For Sarah Kerrigan, Queen of Blades, it had been but a few seconds. The Xel'Naga artifact had taken her and her charge by the metaphorical balls and flung them across time and space bare minutes before something had wiped it from the skein of the universe.
And now it was spitting them out in a flash of blue between the trees.
The loss of her Swarm hit Kerrigan at once, sending her staggering to her knees on her way out of the tear. Her hands flew to her head and she let out a high-pitched whine as her senses compensated for the fact that her massive army had suddenly been reduced to one.
She'd be grateful that she made it to Fandom later. Right now, she'd need a minute.
[[ for one, and nfb. ]]
