So the first thing I see when I get in the control room is a group of crazy looking bookahs. I recognize them as the ones Zznaf mentioned before: a Charr, a Norn and two Humans. Though I never met them before, I guess they acknowledged me as a mutual acquaintance of Zznaf’s… or else they just recognized they were in the presence of greatness.
Either way, they wanted me in their group. I don’t blame them. I’d want me in the group, too.
I like this Charr’s style!
So we wasted no time hunting down Scarlet, who we found sitting prone in the center of the control room.
Of course, Scarlet being Scarlet, she had to run her mouth at us, as if anyone cared what she has to say. She didn’t get the memo. We don’t.
The bookahs made that very plain and advanced on Scarlet. Even wounded as she was, she wouldn’t go down easily.
Silly bookahs. Even I know you don’t rush a cornered and wounded animal head on.
What happened after that was a bit of blur. Seems the Norn fellow broke his leg, and the Charr lady-friend was very much concerned.
As for the Human… well, she took the brunt of the blast and didn’t look good at all.
Her lady-friend was justifiably upset about it. And I could sympathize… I know how it feels to watch the ones you care about… well… let’s just say that Human and I both had similar reasons to make Scarlet pay.
Furious, she rushed Scarlet. Figuring she didn’t learn a whole lot after seeing what happened to her first friends who rushed Scarlet, I followed her at a safe distance to see what was going to happen.
Oh so grateful for my bow.
Aaaand the battle began in earnest. That Human was a mesmer, and she jumped right into the thick of things. I stayed at range, shooting Scarlet while avoiding the massive rain of grenades that Scarlet flung about the room.
Suddenly, that Human mesmer came up with a surprisingly brilliant plan. A distraction.
She taunted Scarlet, forming multiple illusions of herself. And Scarlet being Scarlet, couldn’t resist taking the bait.
In the meantime, I rushed around the side to deliver the final blow.
Oh, Srim… I did it!
I avenged you. And the krewe. And everything Scarlet took from me at the reactor.
My head was swimming. My vision was blurry. I couldn’t tell if it was because I tried to fight just a little too soon after being wounded… or if those were actual tears in my eyes.
Looking over at the bookahs… I mean… the others… I could see them regrouping. Apparently the Charr was able to revive the wounded Human.
A Charr. Saving a Human.
It was a strange moment for me. I was on the outside of it all, watching their joy, both victorious and at the same time… a little lonely. After the reactor, I stuck things out by myself. It hurt so much to lose my friends… to lose Srim… I didn’t let anyone get close for fear of feeling that loss again.
Stupid, I know.
Or maybe I didn’t know. Not until I watched this strange reunion of friends that shouldn’t even exist. Maybe Snaff was on to something with his ideas of uniting races to find strength. Maybe Zznaf wasn’t so dumb to believe in these people.
And then, that moment was over.
That’s when Something Bad™ happened.
The drill struck home.
Whatever Scarlet was trying to dredge up, she succeeded, even after her death.
The whole drill began to shake and a huge light enveloped us.
When it was over, we were still alive. But my ears are telling me Something Bad™ is on the horizon. The only thing is… I don’t know what.