Takanuva’s Blog
August 11th
Written by Greg Farshtey
1I unleashed a blast of pure darkness at the oncoming Niazesk. It struck them like a solid wall. They spun, reeled, and then plunged down into the swamp. I turned to Pohatu and Gali, expecting to get congratulations for winning the fight. Instead, what I saw in their eyes was fear.
2“What… was… that?” asked Pohatu. And he was actually aiming his weapon at me as he said it!
3“There have been some… changes,” I answered.
4“So I see,” said Pohatu. “I wondered where the Makuta of Metru Nui was still alive, and if so, where he had got to — I guess now I know, don’t I?”