The warships surrounded Gramps and his family, Trevor and Niki. 

     Two of the warships landed, one of either side of them. 

     "Bye," Niki said, then flew up over everyone's heads for a better perspective on the coming battle. 

     Doors opened, and warriors so clad in black armor their physical bodies couldn't be seen, stepped out.

     Algren soldiers. 

     Also, people that the team recognized stepped out of the warships. 

     Thirty feet to Trevor's left, Cole slipped a single step on the ice, but then righted himself. 

     "Why did I know you'd have to be here?" Trevor called out to him. 

     "It's not too late to come over to our side!" was Cole's reply.

​     "Fuck you!" was Trevor's reply to that. 

CONTINUE