[S][D] Syntech and Dante clash first

[Retane]

The mercenary looked on into the night . Allowing the men to rest would prove to have been a wise move on the rogues part. There energy and strength would be greatly needed soon enough. As the namekian stood alone in the fields, his men were at the camp, wide awake and refreshed, eagerly waiting the command of their General. Retane took in a deep breath as he smiled in anticipation.

The air whipped around the mercenary and taunted the warrior with the promises of war and blood. The warrior had planned to obey the Commander's order and do as he was told. But now he held no guarantees of doing so. His life was now hanging in the balance and, at the same time, so was the lives of those that threatened his. The mercenary tightened and relaxed his hands as he turned and headed back to his men.

As Retane neared the area, the soldiers got quiet. Beneath the assassins cowl, he peered at them looking into their faces as he began, "Things have changed. My objective is to see that Syntech wins this game. I was given orders by our Commander, but now I'm going to change them."

The mens reactions were as to be expected. The promise of battle raised their spirits to an unexpected proportion. As they calmed down, the mercenary began to explain the plan.

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The mercenary looked on, standing there, waiting for the first clash of battle. The nightlingered on and still the namekian hadn't drawn the blood of his enemy and it pained him so. The emerald alien's lip curled to a snear as he stared into the heart of Dante's Camp. They planned to attack him straight on? Pure muscle? Surely that wasn't their strategy?

The assassin growled. He had been insulted twice this night. First by Dante walking up to his doorstep and taking the Port. The second being their strategy. For these insults, he would see personally that they understood their misatke. The growl increased with every moment that he thoguht about his foes. Without notice he the eyes of his men on him. Retane's eyes darkened and with it so did the world around him ever so slightly. They had stepped into his turf, and they were going to know it.

"DANTE!! COME MEET YOUR DEATH!"