[@Letter Bee] [@thewizardguy]

	[color=662d91]"Wouldya Look at that..."[/color] Logar began, seeing the ship hurtling towards them all, as more Genome ships appear, weapons at the ready. [color=662d91]"Looks like someone decided it was time we all bit the dust...to bad for them, they didn't calculate, for this."[/color] He states, before a hum could be felt though the air, an electric feeling along side music of some sort. He turns around, his stance like that of a cowboy preparing for a quick draw.
	[color=662d91]"Draw!"[/color] He yells, before a strange looking sword appeared in his right hand, as he drew his left, it holding a heart, a human heart, one oozing a dark black tarry liquid. He gripped the heart, and forward shot a blast of darkness, that which everyone could feel deep inside of them. Memories of pain, anger, suffering flared into the forefront of their minds as he did this. 
	The blast struck the ship, the huge metal saucer crumpled inwards, imploding from the collision with the projectile, before it explodes, a shower of metal, and fire erupting for just a moment, before it all went silent. The other ships dare not attack, and for the moment, those on the ship with Logar might know not as to why. However, the soldiers knew, and in their hearts, they felt joy, and terror. That attack, while to the others was black, to the members of the Genome Empire, it was a vibrant rainbow of power. These men had a special connection to their emperor, and many of them collapsed to their knees, crying tears of joy, knowing he had returned.

	That was, until the rest of the fleet suddenly was torn asunder, a huge red beam emerging from the planet. Each Genome ship was quickly reduced to ashes, carried away by astral winds. However, Nathan quickly uses his arcane prowess to protect the current ship from the attack, keeping Osamu safe.
	 [color=662d91]"..That changes everything...we're killing that little fuck ourselves...."[/color] Logar says, taking that, as an act of war.