The soldier straightened, and his eyes focused briefly on the General's own before looking away,
"The esteemed Rune Battleship General, this is the 657,653rd time she has sent an urgent query to our office in the last hour alone, and we have reached the limit of our Rune Orb if we don't reply to her soon, it will begin to hamper our ability to coordinate the messages entering into the field Sir. She is sending heavy data streams with each message Sir… trillions of bytes per packet for 30 million packets per message, this is clogging the processing capabilities of our Rune Orb to near zero"
"Oh, is that so…" the General turned back to her reports, "Ignore the Rune Ship, I will assign another Rune Orb to your department from other sections that have lesser use of it, will that be all Lieutenant?"
The young man swallowed, "I'm afraid that would not work General, as we are not the only ones she had been sending urgent messages to, survey, general–works, transport… every department has been grounded nearly to a halt, our annual report is at the risk of not being produced if this continues."
The face of General Rannah Tiberius became filled with irritation and she slammed her hand against her desk, she stood up and began to rise into the air,
"How dare that ship waste valuable military resources at a time of war, return to your post Lieutenant, I shall be solving this problem at once."
The young soldier saluted and hurriedly vacated the office, trying as much as possible not to run from the frightening Aura emanating from the General.
The General floated through her open windows and took to the skies, before long the two Guardsmen guarding her followed but they kept their distance.
She ascended until she was more than a thousand miles into the skies and she stopped. From her neck she withdrew a black pendant and infused it with the energy from her bloodline, it began to burn with a bloody flame, she opened her palm and the pendant floated a few feet away from her and she waited.
Before long the space around the pendant began to throb, and as if the bloody flames around the pendant had been filled with fuel, the flames suddenly increased in intensity, until from below it seemed as if a red sun was rising.
General Rannah Tiberius did not step back even when the flames swallowed her, her stubborn frown remained on her face. The flames suddenly contracted to reveal an empty hole that had been melted through reality.
From that hole, a gigantic metallic face emerged.
The face appeared to be made from silver cords that had been skillfully woven together and from its oval-shaped appearance, it was distinctly female and in a weird manner, this face although lacking any flesh, resembling a silver statue, it was still pretty.
"Absomet, what the fuck do you think you are doing with military resources at a time of war?"
The metallic face suddenly sneered as its pretty visage warped into one filled with anger, blue flames burned in its eyes and Absomet shrill voice rang out,
"Rannah you stupid bitch, how dare you restrict my capabilities for warfare, in case you have not noticed my ass is being handed to me on a fucking platter and I can't do anything because both my hands are tied behind my back and I'm being ganged–banged by Lamia and her fucking runts!"
The General was used to her foul mouth and ignored her words, "Answer me Absomet, why are you going against your orders and dragging the battle with the Abomination for this long, your orders were to lead her to us, and not only are you failing in doing that, you are also hampering the headquarters with your childish and unsanctioned activities."
Absomat flared up, "Childish? Unsanctioned? Look here you smelly little cunt, I don't know if you are looking at my reports, but you would know I am the only reason Lamia remains in the Empire-controlled space. Why the fuck not are you restricting my ability to undertake my orders from Tiberius himself?"
"What orders?" the General questioned, "You are to follow my orders to the letter, for the next five decades I'm your master, and what I command is your utmost priority. You are to stop your useless messages and draw the Abomination to the kill zone, after that is done, you shall be duly punished with the full might of the Tiberius family. Are my orders clear Rune Ship, or do I need to increase your upcoming punishment?"
Absomet face suddenly went still, before she grinned, "Oh yes, your words are clear enough, so clear it cleaned my eyes that had become filled with Lamia's seed. I have been wasting my time with a petulant little whelp."
The silver face of Absomet suddenly erupted with an ungodly speed and the General only had time to widen her eyes in astonishment and horror before she was bitten in half by Absomet metallic teeth that had transformed into those of a shark.
The General grunted in pain, "Absomet, what do you think you are doing?... You will be punished by the Primogenitor, you have no right to attack me, I am your master…"
While she called out in panic, she was also about to call on her Territory when darkness and the flash of silver light covered her perception and she was drowned in unbearable agony for fifteen seconds and mercifully she found peace in death.
Absomet continued to chew as an impossible amount of blood rained down her mouth, "Goddammit, I hate eating Tiberius seed, they are nothing but giant bags filled with unsanitary blood, these fucking ticks… Tiberius you fucking bastard, come and speak to me directly as I'm tired of being fucked for an entire year. A girl's got limit you know."
The face dismissively fired out two piece of bone that pierced through the bodies of the Guardsmen who were retreating towards the barracks below.
The heavens above Absomet began to turn a shade of red like fresh blood, Absomet silver eyes began to suddenly bleed, as space ahead of her tore open and the God of War stepped through.
"About time…" Absomet growled and was about to speak when she suddenly went silent, behind the God of War another figure stepped out, this was a female figure, but it was unmistakably the goddess, Kuranes, and behind her another figure, the god Horush.
Absomet swallowed her words and grinned sheepishly.
