This special place, named by a little girl as the hub of time and space and the planes, was aboard the ship sitting motionless here. The Holy Light priest Whitemane and Paladin Renault Mograine had been ordered to teleport here, and were now waiting idly in a combat command room.
The Church of the Holy Light they had founded and developed in the Bear Shield Bureau's world had temporarily been handed to a stubborn old man who had originally planned to return to Azeroth—Alexandros Mograine. After that, Renault Mograine had brought the old man's artifact, Ashbringer, and his sister Whitemane, who was closer to him than even a biological sister, here.
Then,
The siblings had waited for over an hour. Apart from the lieutenant who had led them here at the beginning, they had not even seen the commander who was supposedly waiting for them to report in!
"Sally..."
"How much longer do we have to wait?"
"I don't know..."
"Where's Commander Jim Raynor? Wasn't he waiting for us to report in? Where is he now?!"
"..."
"My dear Champion, please, could you be a little more patient? Sit down calmly and stop pacing around! You're making my head spin!"
"!!"
"Yes, yes, my lady. As you say. I'll do whatever you say..."
"..."
With no other choice, Renault, who cherished his sister and never dared disobey her, went over to her side. Enduring his anxiety, he began waiting patiently.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
After a long while,
Just as Renault Mograine was growing impatient, heavy footsteps finally sounded outside. Then a Marine in a red heavy CMC Powered Combat Suit emblazoned with flame patterns strode through the open automatic door. A heavy shield was strapped to his back, and he carried the latest C-20 electromagnetic spike rifle.
When the two