- The Nazgûl
Joe’s image flashed in front of them. They had seen a strange terminal start blinking. So they accepted the transmission.
“Jennifer, Spark, I have news you might want to hear. Do you know anyone who goes by general Grant?
“All too well I’m afraid.” Spark said.
“He was the general fighting us on Crystal Isles.”
“Impossible. General Grant fell into the lava river in the dragon trench when his base collapsed in the battle for Ragnarok.” Spark said back, worry rising inside him.
“Well he did, and I am afraid to say we have evidence that he is on earth. We found transmissions and it all came true. Then the obelisk flashed. Someone teleported. I am sorry I cannot come and help you, but I have to rebuild Crystal Isles. I will be praying for your safety.” At this, Joe saluted.
Spark saluted back as Joe’s image faded away.
“I knew of general Grant but I didn’t know much about him. I was stationed in the desert.” Jennifer said.
“He was a military strategist. Perhaps the smartest man on ragnarok. If he is on earth, I don’t know how long it will be until he finds us. What worries me the most, is he probably still holds a grudge.”