Talk:HYDRAXIS Navy/@comment-11135771-20140105053304/@comment-11135771-20140106012202

The man walks up to Darksire, looking at the tablet. "Hmm, let me see... how about this one regarding the thousands of nuclear weapons under your feet?"

He takes off his hood, revealing an unfamiliar face with the dull, unfocused gaze of one under the effects of mind control. A small speaker attached to his hood, the source of the voice, is visible. "I'm almost disappointed that you didn't see this one coming. Did you really not guess the reason why I chose this location to meet?"

Razanal can faintly be heard speaking to someone else. "Fire."

The man steps back, looking straight at Darksire. "Goodbye, Darksire."

Off the coast, dozens of ICBMs can be seen streaking up into the sky from the submarine concealed beneath the surface, each armed with a miniaturized CMR field generator in place of a warhead.