*somewhere deep within the station, something stirs within its slumber*

..... they have gone far enough. 


Com. Briggs: *enters the room with 3 other badly beaten soldiers, All exhausted, as the take note the chamber infront of them, and the being sitting in front of them*

....who or [i]what[/i] are you?


???:...I am an Obsidian Armament Prototype... you may call me... Orion.

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