“THRACK! ‘TWAS INCREDIBLE!” Tristen erupted after he, along with his fellow ‘brothers’ and ‘sisters’ Kai, Apollox, Medo, Xan, Draex, and Anora all broke through planet Taolea within the World-Splitting ‘Gravity Cylinder’ that Rayven had created with her Special Galactic Decider’s Power.

  Turning to his dark black and red-haired ‘sister’, the long blond haired and clean-shaven Tristen commended, “Grand job, Rayven! GRAND THRACKING JOB!!!”

  “Yes,” Medo said through her helmet’s voice modulator. “Grand job indeed, Ray. Your powers are growing stronger after each breaking.”

  “Grands thanks, Brother and Sister,” Rayven nodded to Tristen and Medo as they turned their heads towards their other ‘brother’ and Commanding-Leader, Braako.

  Hovering in the point of which he once stood before Chieftain Chalun and the helpless Tribespeople who he had previously been terrorizing, Braako now remained in the middle of the literally BROKEN IN HALF planet of Taolea.

  Smirk still painted on his bearded face as he bent gravity around himself to create an ‘oxygen shell’ that encased his unprotected body.

  “So, did you get the answers that you were looking for, Braak?” Draex asked Braako, whose smirk quickly turned to a puckered scowl.

  “Urgh… No,” Braako growled. “I did not.”

  “Another meaningless breaking?” Anora asked. “Ugh… Grand job, Braako.”

  “‘TWAS NOT MEANINGLESS!!!” Braako raged, causing Anora’s brow to lower. “The

  Taoleans were Kren Sympathizers! Their world was a STRONGHOLD for the Kren’s vile race!”

  “Was it now?” Anora asked whilst remaining unshaken by Braako’s intensity. “I did not sense any Kren. Did anyone else???”

  Anora now turned to her ‘siblings’ who all remained silent on the matter.

  “Hm. Interesting,” Anora huffed as she turned her head towards an angered Braako again. “I take that as a ‘no’, Braak. What do you think?

  “I think that you should hold your tongue, Sister,” Apollox boomed through his helmet’s voice modulator from off to the side, gaining a quick glare from Anora.

  “Yes,” Braako nodded. “I STRONGLY agree with this suggestion, Brother.”

  Lowering her brow beneath her battle helmet now, Anora huffed, “Face it, Braako. There is only one and ONE REASON ONLY as to why you had us all come and break Taolea: TO FIND MAGNUS.”

  Braako’s eyes widened as Anora continued, “Yes. That’s what it was, was it not? You thought that this world, along with several others that we have all broken together in the past cycle, was harboring Magnus and, like all of the others, ‘twas NOT the case.”

  “SILENCE, ANORA!” Medo snapped.

  “Why, Medo? Why must I be silent?!” Anora fiercely returned. “Is not what I speak the truth?”

  “SILENCE YOURSELF… NOW,” Braako gritted. “CONFIRM COMMAND.”

  Turning to Braako again, Anora scoffed, “What? Confirm command? Braako, you cannot be serious?”

  “I AM SERIOUS, ANORA. VERY SERIOUS. As your COMMANDING-LEADER, I order you to ‘silence’ yourself. Now… CONFIRM THRACKING COMMAND!!!”

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  Anora scowled at Braako now behind the darkened, rectangular shaped lenses of her impenametal Battle Helmet as Xan hovered forth to say, “Buh-Better do as he suh-says, Anora.”

  “Just say it, Anora,” Kai followed as he hovered alongside Xan. “Just say it so we can all return to Voltaira.”

  Wanting to stick to her convictions, but also heeding the call of her more valued ‘siblings’, Anora sighed, “Ugh… Fine. Very well. Command confirmed. There. Are you thracking pleased now, Braako?”

  “Yes, Sister… I AM.” Braako sneered. “NOW FALL BACK LINE!”

  Scowling at Braako, Anora did as she was ‘commanded’ and reluctantly fell back alongside her seven other siblings/teammates.

  “What are your orders now, Commander?” Rayven asked Braako with a demented look in her dark eyes.

  “Return to the Astro-Shuttle and have the pilots set a flight path for Voltaira.” Braako ordered whilst looking back at the two, split halves of Taolea again. “Our business here has concluded. Brother Apollox… TAKE LEAD.”

  “Command confirmed, Sir,” Apollox nodded to Braako before turning to the rest of their team. “COME ON, YOU LOT! BACK TO THE ASTRO-SHUTTLE!!!”

  As Tristen, Kai, Medo, Xan, Draex, and Rayven all started to follow Apollox back to their Astro-Shuttle which was stationed in Taolea’s former orbit, Anora looked back at Braako and asked, “And what about you, Commander? Are you not coming???”

  Looking over the wreckage of Taolea, Braako returned, “Soon. Lest not worry about me, Sister... Worry about yourself.”

  Anora glared at Braako as Apollox snapped at her to keep on following him.

  As the eight Galactic Deciders of the Voltairan Empire all flew back to their Astro-Shuttle, Braako stayed behind a bit longer to look over the broken, DEAD WORLD of Taolea.

  Whilst he hovered there, all by his lonesome, Braako came across a particular object.

  It was Chieftain Chalun’s Wooden Scepter.

  Somehow, it had managed to survive Taolea’s breaking.

  This surprised Braako grandly as he took a moment to inspect the wooden object as it floated in the void between the two split halves of the Taolean home world.

  _

  Magnus… THE OATH-BREAKER.

  Tis what our people call him now.

  Ever since the thracker’s ruin and escape from Voltaira, my team and I have been endlessly searching for him all across the galaxy.

  Emperor Voltair put a bounty on his head… TEN BILLION CURRENS.

  Magnus’s Bounty was only designated for his survival… NOT HIS DEATH.

  The Emperor wanted him to be returned to Voltaira… ALIVE so that he could be given the proper justice… AND PUNISHMENT for breaking his oath as a Galactic Decider and for all the damage and death that he had caused during his escape.

  Tis been one cycle since Magnus broke away from our ranks and escaped into the stars.

  In that one cycle, the BREAKERS and I have now broken THIRTEEN WORLDS in our search for the wretched skogger.

  Some planets Magnus had been on and some he had not been.

  Tis has made no difference to me.

  I do not mind breaking worlds.

  In fact, I enjoy it… A LOT.

  Heh, heh… Oh, Magnus, you traitorous thrack.

  We are coming for you.

  Wherever you are currently festering, if you can hear me or ‘sense’ my presence, know that we… THE WORLD-BREAKERS… Are coming for you.

  Sooner… Later… Tis makes no difference.

  We are coming.

  WE… ARE THRACKING… COMING.

  _

  Breaking away from his thoughts, Braako reset his sights on Chieftain Chalun’s Scepter.

  Thinking solely about Magnus, Braako twitched the muscles in his brow ever so slightly… CAUSING THE SCEPTER TO EXPLODE INTO HUNDREDS OF TINY WOODEN SPLINTERS.

  Briefly snickering at the destroyed Scepter, Braako, in the blink of an eye, BLASTED OFF to regroup with the rest of the Deciders… HIS DECIDERS… Leaving the shattered, once ‘peaceful’ world of Taolea in his accursed wake.