@Albert: Trust me, they weren't a waste. They were a horde, a swarm of almost endless drones dedicated to only one task: razing our island until it was nothing but a flat and lifeless wasteland. On a side note they made excellent workers once you took out their krana.
—Takanuva returns to his search and finds a few more twisted bars of metal that he adds to the pile—
'If you fall seven times, stand up eight.' The cry of the Undead.@Albert: Think of them like the brains of the Bohrok. They're living creatures housed within the Bohrok's shells. When a bohrok's knocked off a mask, the Krana can launch out of the shell and attach to the face of the opponent, making it a servant to the swarm. One of the Toa, Lewa, actually was captured at one point.
—Takanuva forces one more bar of steel and drops it into the pile, making that the final piece that adds up to five tons—
@Albert: That should do it.
'If you fall seven times, stand up eight.' The cry of the Undead.-Six returns to the room, changed into regular clothing-
Six: -to Mercuria- I've got a lot. Apparently, the Human-Covenant War is fertile ground for storytelling.
-to Lisa- Well, how-
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edited 17th May '17 5:45:49 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."

—Takanuva looks over the pile. It comes up to just barely 3 tons. In other words, not enough—
@Albert: We still need about two tons of steel if we really wanna help out. I promised five tons, I intend to give her five tons. And this...
—Takanuva generates a hard light image of a manned Boxor
◊, standing about four feet tall—
...is a Boxor. It's a machine made from the remains of a creature called a Bohrok. Think a mechanical insect. Of course, I was thinking of something very different for Stubbs, if Mercuria had accepted the Boxor.
edited 17th May '17 4:53:54 PM by LightningLancer
'If you fall seven times, stand up eight.' The cry of the Undead.