Kij and Lui had seen the Zealot craft land, unload its 2 legions. Seeing them in all shapes and sizes, several beings, BEINGS as some were definitely non descriptive. An unknown whatever HELL they were from !
They both, had special communicators, issued to them, thanks to Iaa Duii, from the Galfrei home worlds. Ones, that could not, be monitored, by the Zealots?
An unknown quantity BUT, the technology, was very sophisticated. It, could detect, any suspect intruders; snoopers.
Now Lysa and Iaa were more than aware, of where they were, how many and, the description of the craft? A lightweight nothing major transporter.
From a vesssel, out in space, was a certainty. An advance party one might say.
Forage, pillage and plunder, but most of all, apart from feeding back, the information on the planet, the people and more in that area?
To instill, fear, terrorize and subjugate, with maybe a snack or two?
Carnivorous patrols, were sent in, to take and eat, some, of those they came across, whilst forcing others, to watch them, tear them apart, eat them alive.. A terrifying sight to bear witness to. However, where, were the primitives?
The places, they raided were empty. No life signs. They, would have to send up, reconnaissance drones. Two of them, now powered up and, soaring into the skies above them. For some time, their deployment was actively seeking out, what lay below, but only finding their own?
It was as though, these primitives were invisible? OR had they been taken off the planet? That was NOT unusual. Prior warning, could see, certain colonies occupants, flee or be taken away knowing the arrival of such an enemy?
The ‘drones’ were powered, by high energy lightweight cells, ones that weighed almost nothing. That helped drop for low level scans without problems with the rotational substructs. 200 micro section opticals rotated to capture the most minute of landscape, features, terrain and more.
Programmed, into the substrate decoder and, encoder modules, feeding that information to the ‘mother ship’. Deep above them in space and out of range, of the planets warning systems. Ones it did NOT have, until those such as the Cflen AND now Iaa Duii with some added modifications from Lysa had installed.
The Jester, had been more than aware of the Zealots with their optical units. IT had given Iaa a cosmic cannon. Capable of firing a high energy beam. Deployed to target the first of the drone units. The ‘cosmic’ ray, took it out, liken to swatting a fly, as we would know it, as the shockwave rippled across the thing, it fell crumbling into dust.
The 2nd unit, was now aware of its twin being removed as a shield of sorts enveloped it? A slight reflect, off of, that, one might be given to think, an effect of the ‘cosmic cannon’.
Now useless against it? A second almost instant burst, destroyed the shield. Taking, the power, from the shield itself, to create a V wave inversion effect.
Another flash, across the drone, as it too, disintegrated into dust. The Zealot command, were now award of the position of that cannon. Sending in, a tactical unit, to locate and destroy it? The only entrance, was a cave area beneath the fortress. Ah yes,
The Fortress was a magnificent structure. To be admired, for its massive grano 4 (granite) substructure supporting an impenetrable wall, of cannon and other weapons, NOT forgetting, TWO of those MBot units. Targeting arrays, would wipe out any incursion that was airborne.
The only weakness, that could be detected was that cave area. Sending in a legion of their dammed, the Zealots were disposable. Almost negligible attention given to safety equipment. Sensors were technically superior gear BUT those in charge of them were limited in the knowledge of and training of, them.
Impatient to be attacking the enemy, these primitives, they headed towards the main cave area. Sending in a small number, three in total to do some basic scouting, the communicators were NOT working at all within them. One of them had had to leave and go tell the others.
Fury, rage, bordering on distemper, well temper at having to retrace their steps to the entrance. made the one sent to deliver the mesage, intemperate and the cursing mixed with the follow me and throw away those communication, awkward to carry, units? They dumped them.
NOW stupidity, is an unfortunate trait re the Zealots. They were, for the most part, just brawn rather than brains, which of course, the Matsupa commanders had nurtured. Violent, aggressive, moody and without morality could be describing the Zealots.
This lot, were no exception. Rushing into the cave, the cavern itself, high walls, wet and that strange musty moldy smell? Those, who were hyper sensitive to such re SMELLS, had deployed nasal netron devices, that canceled out the smells. It could be said, in this lot, there were over 60% who could smell nothing.
The start of the cave area, closest to the entrance, illuminated the interior for them to see that it, was semi flat with an incline leading up to a flat area.. a plateau?
Following, each other. up the incline, to stand at the top, stood, overlooking the area below. Dark shadowy, almost indistinct, where the entrance, could no longer be seen?
Ah darkness, well not quite, as now, illumination from some powerful enerfon 2 illuminators, created a ‘daylight’ effect, within the entire area around them.
Almost nothing could be missed. The inside, was massive, with some rocky protrusions from the walls to small islands of rock. Colours of red, blue and gold? Fools gold reflecting the light to increase its intensity. .
Some Crystal and silicates. That smell, for some becoming far more obvious. It stank and was unpleasant on the nostrils. They needed an analyser to examine the suspect ‘gas’?
Left at the entrance to the cave? Furious that some of them had neglected to bring it? The Zealot commander, was furious. He executed one of them, throwing the form, over the edge of the plateau.
Two of them, headed back down, to retrieve the gear. Stumbling in the bright light, their eyes, finding the intensity almost painful. You see some of them, were more used to dimmer lighting.
Some relief as they neared the entrance. Their optics, resting on the scattered equipment. Delays as they searched for the items, needed. Constant fear, from having seen, the execution earlier? NO!.
The Zealots know no fear BUT, the desire to NOT incur the wrath of their commander was instilled into them from the moment they became part of the Zealot hordes. To fail them was to insult their God; Gods.
To make sure, the test gear worked? Breaking open the casket, to retrieve the two items, they fired them up. An argument over the fact they were not reading accurately?
Outside of the cave area, was realized by them, as being somewhat dumb, on their part. They needed, to get in and use, the gear within the cave.
A small incline, NOT, the one, to the plateau but enough, to set up the test. A slight smell detected, which boded well, for their experiment.
A solid iron dart, had to be fired into the wall, of the cavern. An anchor for the main sensor. A kind of ‘aerial receptor’ unit. Somewhat crude but effective. For running substrate test analysis.
That, was almost instantly, giving them readings. Now they had to fire a second into the rock surface nearest those stood on the plateau. Would provide them with readings closest to them?
There was, a thud below them, as the Commander, heard it embed itself into the rock. A sound, that was nothing new. The results, from the first test, he had already received.
Nothing of any threat, just that smell, which this second dart, would reveal? Above them they could see the dart hit home, a thud as it impaled itself on the rock.
Lodged deep within the substrate. Anchored and, they had not seen, due to the intense light from the ‘illumnators, the spark? Flint, yes FLINT that was now splintered into shards.
More sparks and, the whole of the cavern, now resembled hell, well hell as we would know it. A raging inferno, as the Trexl, a highly inflammable gas, now ignited.
If below them, was now burning all within it alive.. the Trexl, in the walls above the plateau, had now burst into flame. Intense blue, make no mistake here. INTENSE blue.
Worse still, Lysa had painted the walls with Chorine particulates. Heated by the gas, the intensity of this hell, was multiplied beyond all comprehension and, comprehension, was no longer a consideration. They were incinerated ALIVE. NOT a living thing, remained. DUST to dust.
Lysa, had stopped where she was stood in the fortress above them. The sensation, was one she instantly recognized. Her senses were knowing all too well the forces at work too terrifying for some to give thought to.
She had no regrets. What she had KNOWN about these things, was their cruelty and those capable of exterminating an entire race without any mercy. As for the Accolytes and their accursed ‘Clerics’, Aposso?
The cavern below. THEY had fallen into her trap. How many not known to her BUT, Kij and Lui had seen them entering the cave. All, that had transpired and, born witness to, re the shockwave from the implosion within it.
So much so, that the entrance to the cave, had become blocked, by falling debris. Even if, any had survived the had no way to get out. The rocks were fused. SOLID.
If Lysa had sensed their destruction, the burning of so many souls to dust? The Accolyte too had felt it. The inner rage, no fear, nothing but pure rage. IT appeared in front of the remaining Zealot commander. TWO hundred landing in another craft to pour out of it.
These were no ordinary beings, Zealots? True they were loyal and sworn to defend the faith. BUT. Huge bulky, muscular and ugly as sin, would be a good description. Two of the Zealots, were grabbed by them and torn apart. Bones crunched between their jaws with flesh swallowed back.
From the shadows, two figures emerged. A male and the striking form of the ‘female’. An Aposso but one with enormous power. ITs presence had those around IT, lowering their heads not daring to look up.
The male was an Human(a). Seb! Behind them were four of ITs guards dragging two males. Human(a) who had been tricked by Seb to going with him. Capture was inevitable.
Os Ios, had been delighted, to see her mate, bring such a gift. TWO, who had taunted him, belittled him? NOW they, would see him smile; SMILE.
As IT handed, one of them, to the Accolyte and took hold of the other one. They tore at their throats. Ripping them open, the blood gushing like mini fountains spraying across them.
Threw them to those ugly brutes watching on. The screams filling the air, as limb after limb was ripped off their frail bodies. A feeding frenzy their hearts, handed to the Accolyte AND Os Ios who shared with Seb. 
The blood, running across his lips, as he licked it back, she leaned in to kiss him. Turning to look at her Accolyte. Something a mere Aposso would never have dare to do?
The Accolyte had tasted Seb. Taken her pleasures and though this was an Human(a) it fed ITs primitive desires to sate her.
His use of stocks and a whip on some of the Zealots, was cruelty beyond belief. The pleasure he was bathed in?
The pure evil within him, was so putrid; it filled their senses with such an energy, that had them drunk on its potency. Disgusting, perverted, cruel and with NO morals?
Seb had been, nay, was drunk on the power she, no THEY had given to him. The first bouts of torture had excited him.
The full on flush, of adrenalin as he whipped to death that Zealot female. To mate with Os Ios and, then handed to the Accolyte. Power, strength, Omnipotent as IT was?
The first time, he had actually had an alien being was Os but, this was a whole new experience.
The stinking stench of IT, raw, hot, naked and equal to his demands, his lust, as he took IT repeatedly able to do things to IT beyond all reason?
Never before, had the Accolyte known such, could give her an orgasm after orgasm. Nothing was beyond its depravity. Two of her ‘hand maidens’, had been taken by it in front of her.
Ripped open, as it took its pleasures, before gutting them, ripping out their hearts to feast on them, in front of her. throwing them to one side now advancing on IT. NO fear, NOTHING but that raw, immoral fury.
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