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In the past, Akuna had fought a large group of enemies and won. But that had been under completely different circumstances, when she’d been with the rest of the Toa Shika and they’d had time to think through a plan of action before implementing it.

Now it was do or die. She fought on anyway, however, even though a small voice in the back of her mind told her it was hopeless.

Akuna electrified several nearby skeletal warriors, causing a few to fall into heaps of bones and armor, but most simply ignored the electricity and continued to attack her. She blocked a skeletal Zyglak’s sword with her staff and pushed it back. She then shot a lightning bolt at it, causing the Zyglak to explode, but two more skeletons appeared to take its place and these ones carried spears even longer than her staff.

They had no time to ask what Virof meant, however, for soon a giant warrior in pale armor leapt out of the mist and landed on the ground before them, causing the earth beneath their feet to shake slightly. When he stood up to his full height, he easily towered over them all. He looked as though he could rip a tree from its roots as easily as a Matoran picking a flower.

Kiriah involuntarily stepped back at the appearance of the giant. Like the Ghosts, his armor was pale white, but it was also streaked with green and something that disturbingly resembled blood. He had three horns sticking out of his head, which resembled a Mask of Reanimation, and he had dark green eyes that showed no sympathy or humor. He carried a large, long broadsword, which he currently held in his hands as he surveyed the Toa.

“So the ‘heroes’ have arrived at last,” said the Ghost King, for that was the only person it could be. “You have come to take my life, just as I thought.”

“What’s your theory?” Ahova asked. “Is the airship from another dimension?”

Oggak stared at Ahova for a moment and then shook her head. “No. What gave you that idea?”

Ahova shrugged. “I dunno. If no one from this universe has ever been here before us, where else could this airship have come from?”

“He has,” said Tira, nodding. “That’s why he’s been even more cruel and harsh than normal. He’s afraid those Toa will kill him.”

“That’s strange,” said Balon as he stood up. “I didn’t know anyone could kill the Ghost King.”

“I didn’t know that either,” said Tira with a shrug. “And yet that seems to be exactly what he’s afraid of. What do you think, Virof? Virof?”

Virof was still looking at the exit. She seemed to be deep in concentration. Tira had seen Virof like this before. It meant Virof was about to suggest something potentially dangerous and really crazy.