Arabar approached the door to the bridge, beyond it was nearly every other Night lord not in his flock. Seeing as all of his chosen were yet to arrive, he waited, quietly praying.

As the rest of fourth claw arrived, along with Quel, Amphion and his cabal of mutants and cultists were close behind. As they stopped before him, Arabar gave a slight nod, and clicked the control panel, opening the door. As it slid open Arabar stepped through the threshold, raising Araghast, before him stood a helmet less Night lord, caught of guard by the sudden arrival. He was the first to fie as a bolt flew from the ecstatic barrel of Araghast and embedded itself in his skull, exploding within his skull and turning most of it to red mist. Arabar squeezed off another to bolts into the chest of an unfortunate Night lord who had stood next to his first victim.

Arabar moved to the side to allow his flock to stream into the bridge, and shouted, [b]"Infidels! Your reckoning arrives now at the hands of the enlightened! Your blood will spill, your bodies shall break! AND I SHALL FEED YOUR SOULS TO THE DARK GODS![/b]