"The apostate is still the same fear-filled weakling. What has changed in the last few minute?"
One of the robot constructs opens fire while the other deploys its missile launchers. Onik generates a orange sigil inscribed shield to block the shots.
"I remembered why you need to die."
And a properly
motivated Orange Lantern is a
far more formidable opponent than a monk
unsure of his own convictions.
"Make me."
The missile launchers fire their shots, some missiles moving directly while others fire sideways before correcting their flight paths. Onik raises his right hand and orange rays radiate out, piercing the missiles and causing them to prematurely detonate.
A clever idea, to avoid the areas the shield was obviously protecting, but she forgot that Lanterns don't need to see something to target it.
The Guider tries to warp, twitching slightly when she finds that she can't. Transitioning would cost her her constructs so that doesn't even warrant consideration. Instead, she has her robots charge Onik down. Onik responds by-.
What-?
Something unexpected, OL? Remember how devout in his faith Onik is. Of course he's going to use the image...
Oh, no, that's not actually the Ophidian, but a large snake construct undulates from his shield, coiling around one robot and biting into the other.
"Fear will not stop me doing what I want!"
...Of his Corps'
embodiment. If the Yellow Lantern knows anything about them, she should be worried. Certainly, it'd be
clear if it were the real
Best Snek, but even
this might get
her attention.
The constricted robot switches from guns to circular saws and tries cutting through the snake. But unfortunately for the Guilder, Onik's a devout Lantern. He wants the Ophidian aiding and guiding him in a way that.. would actually be a very bad idea. And he certainly doesn't want her to be stopped by a Yellow Lantern.
The pseudo-Ophidian injects orange light poison into the missile robot, the discolouration spreading through the target construct as the Guilder waves her ring-bearing limb to disconnect it. Her mouth free, the Ophidian doubles back to wind more coils around the saw-wielding robot. A moment later it's no longer visible, and another moment later there's a small puff of yellow as it fails under her crushing pressure.
Impressive that Onik is so good at corrupting her constructs. Fuelled by a desire to take away her weapons and lay her low, perhaps? I bet she's got big old tethers to her ring, too.
Sloppy, rookie.
"How are you that much stronger?!"
"Didn't Sinestro tell you? The strength of your constructs is dependant on your mastery of your own fears and the amount of fear you inspire." I glance back at the planet. "They're too busy being afraid of me to be afraid of you. You have nothing that can scare me, and Lantern Onik's working things out."
Indeed. Her ring's trying to clutch at
vapours to form constructs.Her own fears are not enough, it seems.
"No, Great Master. Lantern Onik has been reminded of what he wants. And how it may be achieved."
His Ophidian construct grows.
I expect OL would be more
panicked if he felt the Ophidian actually manifesting... So this is all for show.
"From my mind, a decision.
From my decision, an action.
From my action, completion.
From completion, repose."
How appropriately priestly, chanting a mantra to focus his desires as his oath.
The Guilder was watching his snake carefully. Which may explain why she missed his gun construct as he fires, the orange beam punching through her carapace and out of the other side.
Her blood freeze-boils in the void as her environmental shield flickers.
"You were so busy looking at the finger pointing at the moon that you overlooked all that heavenly glory."
Excellent use of misdirection, Onik.
"Kkkkkk."
Onik dismisses his Ophidian construct, but sensibly keeps his shield.
Yes, never underestimate the enemy. Especially when they're wounded and
desperate.
"That didn't rhyme."
"It does in my language." He scans the Yellow Lantern. "Are we taking prisoners, Great Master?"
I would not be surprised to find many of the Corps' personal oaths are positively
lyrical in their own tongues.
"We need information. I am indifferent to having a prisoner."
"Unworthy."
Ah, her ring's had enough? Better snag it quick, OL. Spoils of war.
The Guilder's ring shakes as she weakly tries to hold onto it.
"Another will be chosen."
Not anytime soon, hopefully.
The voice isn't Sinestro. Or anyone else's that I immediately recognise. Of course, that doesn't mean anything; setting a ring's AI voice is a simple function.
And as egotistical as he is, I don't doubt that his is the
default voice option. Presumably this one was adjusted as part of whatever ploy Sinestro was working here.
"Lantern Onik, have you ever assimilated anyone?"
"No."
"Well, now's your chance. We need confirmation of how the Spider Guild got hold of a power ring. Grab her before that ring works its way free."
And it'll be quite helpful to strengthen his focus against Spider Guilders. Having a permanent reminder that they're weak flesh and bone like anyone else. No need to be scared of that.
"I'm still…"
Onik flies towards her, a construct coffin-
The same design of coffin as the monastery uses, I note.
No mercy here, spider. I doubt you would have offered any when you were in the position of power either, would you?
-forming around her as the yellow ring breaks free and tries to go to warp.
I.. let it, and it vanishes in the direction of Karax.
Presumably its default method is rather
easy to track.
"Identity theft in progress."
"Take her to Karax while you're assimilating her. I'm heading back now so see where that ring's going. If the Guild's ships gain on you, contact me before they reach you."
Since he's sufficiently motivated to be quick, he shouldn't take long. Which do I mean, OL or Onik?
Yes.
"Yes, Great Master."
Onik puts his hand on the coffin, where the barely-alive Guilder has been wired into a life support system as the assimilation begins converting flesh into construct. He orientates on Karax for a moment, then the two of them vanish. I
Heh, not letting her get away that easily by dying.
Sensible.
step out and
appear a short distance from one of Karax's self defence fleets. Their larger fleets generally stay closer to the truce line… Have to get Onik to ask how the Yellow Lantern managed to get past them with a swarm of robots.
It probably has some manner of concealment systems. Or, you know, simply take a wide berth around the fleets. Space is big, after all, and their sensor nets must have
some manner of hole...
Tracking the yellow ring… Yes, it's heading this way. So, in Sinestro in the area? Is Lantern Dul secretly playing both sides at the request of her political masters? Is Lantern Toren secretly a Sinestro loyalist?
Or is it the abbot?
Finally, he considers it.
I mean, his explanation for how he knew what an apple was makes a lot more sense than the idea that he and Sinestro got together and had a detailed conversation about Earth fruit. I'd be surprised if Sinestro had been on the planet long enough to pick something like that up. But the man held himself in a state of intense mental focus at all times. Guy doesn't do that. It's just about the only method that a non-specialist can use to block my empathic vision. And he spent a significant amount of time asking me about how the yellow light worked, despite making it clear that he thought there was no chance of his being selected for the Green Lantern Corps. None of that was information that a lay person could use to get the better of Sinestro.
Reasonably well thought out. Logical given his knowledge. The interesting thing will be seeing just how wrong he is.
The yellow ring returns to normal space and accelerates towards the planet and towards the monastery.
The only real question is whether he got the ring from Sinestro or from somewhere else. But I suspect that's a question I'm going to have answered shortly.
Let's hope they're in the mood for
monologuing. Otherwise, OL might be in for a fight.