The Battle for the Moon of Geena

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At the far reaches of the outer colonies, there are multiple planets that go unoticed in the broad spectrum of the war. One of these planets would be Geena, and its moon. As the initial attack of the Covanent starts, Geena is one of the first targets.

As multiple Covanent ships prepare to attack the planet and its moon, the ODST on the both rocks prepare to defend their homes to the last man standing. One ship is sent to take care of the small moon, and 4 ships are sent for the planet of Geena.

As the troops on the moon of Geena, Yana, prepares to defend their home the Covanent ship The Redemption launches 2 phantoms to clear up the moon before landing there itself.

Meanwhile, 2 squads are mobilized to confront the enemy head on. On there way to where the enemy is expected to land, they reach a forest.

At the same time, the 2 phantoms touch ground on the other side of this deep jungle. The battle for the Moon of Geena, has begun...

[Huka]

Inquisitor Til 'Muramai

Within one of the phantoms, Inquisitor Til walked down between his collected lances of Seraphim warriors, all garbed in the uniformial pitch-blac armor of the Swordsmen of Suban. All masters of the blades and proven themselves worthy of being honor guard of the relentless Inquisitors.

"Warriors, we are taking this planet by force. No diplomacy, no mercy of any kind. The Imps of Humanity chosen to believe themselves safe in their metal tombs, unaware that the Prophets have their best to secure this place. I will personally see to it that we are victorious!" Til said with a powerful and mechanical voice, his eye on each and every warriors, their blood-red visors beaming with determination and bloodthirst.

His own white armor glimmed from the phantom's light and unique mask's lenses flashing green, "Prepare thyselves for a bloody execution!" He alarmed.

His phantom slowed, "Camouflages on and move swiftly!"

Doing as commanded, the 27 eager Swordsmen started to immaterialize as the side doors opened to allow them to jump out, followed by a invisible Til, who restrained his own bloodthirst for the sake of his ascetism.

Checking their highly-encrypted channel, Til started the first phase of his plan, and most of the Seraphim split into lances, 3 to 4 in each one, leaving three for himself.

Running through the jungle, Til was constantly reminded on Glasgow. His mandibles clicked at the memory.

Before he knew, they have been traveling for several semi-cycles, Til checked his tactical display that occassionally flashed in his eye to check on the status of his lances;

Encircle the area and kill off all patrols and possible threats. Then when the time comes, the base is on its own. The symbols that signify his warriors occassionly stop or move quickly before steadily close in on the target.

Good.

Just then, his mask sensed movement. Turning off his display, he saw a lance of humans, one of them seemed concerned with something as it seemed to be checking its communications.

One of the swordsmen, a large fellow named Xyta, moved away from the moving lance to deal with them. Shuffling his feet to be heard, the humans reacted with dismay, before Xyta decloaked with his energy sword already flaring.

"That a big...!" One of the humans screamed before Xyla sliced the top of its head clean off. Laughing, the Swordsman spin-kicked another clear off its feet, crushing all of the bones in its chest, catching the third's accursed scattergun and moved it aside before it fired, and sliced the creature in half.

"You are no match for a Swordsman of Suban!" Xyla growled before throwing the scattergun-holding half of the human into the last, knocking it over, and finished it off with a stab.

Deactivating his sword, he returned to his leader's side.