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--
Clink.
She leaned down, picked up the communications device, and crushed it firmly within her palm. Six minutes.
The scrap hit the ground with the quiet snap of her wrist. River, she sent, Continue to attack. Their defenses won't last long.
( In fact, the Raider defenses were already starting to give. )
[[ post one of two; dialogue taken from StarCraft: Brood War Zerg mission 5, 'True Colors'. NFB, NFI, OOC-okay! ]]
Clink.
She leaned down, picked up the communications device, and crushed it firmly within her palm. Six minutes.
The scrap hit the ground with the quiet snap of her wrist. River, she sent, Continue to attack. Their defenses won't last long.
( In fact, the Raider defenses were already starting to give. )
[[ post one of two; dialogue taken from StarCraft: Brood War Zerg mission 5, 'True Colors'. NFB, NFI, OOC-okay! ]]