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Yanick Champoux (38%)

Lee Watts (18%)

Josip Nað (17%)

Michel Lacombe (16%)

Dorian (4%)

goldkngt55 (3%)

Andrew Avila (2%)

Marten (1%)

Oliver (1%)

Part 9

Marten (30/10/2001)

A single heel crunched down on his nose. The blow elicited a single grunt from Demuel before he slumped into unconsciousness. Magdalena stepped out from the carriage, waving her arms.

"I'm innocent! He's unconscious in the carriage!"

The Vorox commandoes took the opportunity to leap forward at that. Within moments they had torn the carriage apart in their haste to enter. Numerous electric flashes sounded inside the carriage. After a moment, one of the Voroxes came flying out of the carriage. Three more were still engaged inside.

Demuel came flying out of the carriage himself. He was coated in blood, but no obvious wounds. His nose was smashed and his leg was on fire. The three alien beasts slowly emerged from the ruined carriage.

"Come on damnit. Where the hell is he?" Demuel muttered under his breath.

Magdalena backed away from the three groups. She didn't want to be caught in any kind of crossfire.

A clicking of heels caught all groups attentions. A Li-Halan Baron strode into the open combat ground as peasants and freeman began to stand by, to gawk at the proceedings.

"Criminal, I am Baron Takishi Chan Li-Halan. You are under arrest for a number of civil and criminal violations of the Midian justice code. How do you plead?"

There was a series of clicking as the guards lined up a bead on Demuel. It seemed for amoment that every guard's laser sight was pointed at the same spot, and it was beginning to get warm.

A lound whining noise began to grow around the area as search lights flooded the area. A sleek spacecraft of some kind darted down into the area as laser turrets cycled and pulled up a bead on the Li-Halan troops.

"Easy now." Came a voice through the craft's loudspeaker.