The Trakarshan execution ceremony was set under the warmth of the summer Prethundran sun. Bill and Lehr stood alone, defiantly awaiting their inevitable fate. Larek, the Trakarshan Commander responsible for their capture, aims his weapon at Wayne Lehr’s chest, ready to execute the Trakarshan’s most hated enemy. Behind Larek, the group of Trakarshan brass, including the Lord Superior, remembers the atrocities committed by Wayne Lehr against the Trakarshans. Revenge will be sweet; no one escapes Trakarshan justice. The new Trakarshan Empire will be built on the ashes of its most hated enemy!
Larek hesitated for just a small moment, and allowed the memories of his victory overcome him. He wanted to savor every moment, to impose on them his strength, and their weakness. As Larek looked into the gun site, he could see Wayne Lehr’s heart just as clear as day. In this one moment, Larek could see everything that he loathed and hated.
The time had finally come! The blaster fire from Larek’s rifle screamed out, attracted to the chests of the two heroes valiantly facing them.
