Parting ways...

     We stood on the edge of the stairs... The entire chamber had been blown out, and little remained of what stood before. The warehouse was utterly demolished, and there was nothing left of the ceiling to the chamber, let alone the ceiling supports for the water feed pipe! Despite the vast amount of water pouring in from different areas, there was still a large amount of lava left, concentrated in smaller pockets surrounded by basalt and obsidian.

"Do you think is sufficient to put a stop to Project Ext?"

"I should hope so... No amount of resources thrown at what's left will turn this place around... The best HoN Co. can hope for is to find another lava pool, and that's highly unlikely..."

We stood on the edge for some time, just staring into the remnants of the chamber, completely in awe at the spectacle before us. It was beautiful, in an odd way; the chamber was now entirely exposed on the surface, allowing the moonlight to stream through, casting odd light and shadows along the harsh angles of the newly formed rock and stone. The lava provided more than enough of a light source to illuminate the area at the base of the chamber, and with small pockets of lava being plunged into darkness as the water got to it, it was almost magical, as the clouds of steam formed, rose high into the air and evaporated from sight...

"I think this should be our Christmas card to HoN Co. ... 'Wish you were here' type of thing..."

I couldn't help but laugh at that comment; we had dealt a massive blow to HoN Co. which we deemed irreparable, and we were already making fun of it. It was well earned though, and I looked across at the other three, to see broad smiles all round!

"Come on, let's get back to the boat. The others will be wondering what's happened to us..."

Turning around, we headed back up what was left of the stairs, and out of the exit, leaving the remnants of the obsidian farm for the last time...

     We approached the site of the boat, noticing that all of the workers and Gray were still there. Once they had seen us, they stood up, and Gray approached us.

"How did it go? We heard the explosions from here!"

"Project Ext is officially over! HoN Co. are never going to make use of that site again!"

"Now what...? We can hardly go back to HoN Co. now and tell them that we let you destroy it... Our affiliation with them is over..."

"The choice is yours. You can either come with us and take the fight to the heart of HoN Co., or you can disband from everyone and make it on your own... That goes for all of you..."

One of the workers approached us an spoke out, for what seemed like the majority of the group.

"If it's our choice, then I think I'm going to go out and make it on my own. Well, we all are... We're going to create a small community completely cut off from everyone... Anyone is welcome to join us, but once we leave here, we won't be in contact with anyone... We're not fighters... We can't help you with HoN Co. ... I'm sorry..."

"I respect your choice, and at the end of the day, it is yours to make. Does that apply to all of you?"

All of the workers and guards nodded, including Gray.

"Thanks for your help! We couldn't have done this without you. I wish you luck out there. Try to remain hidden from HoN Co., because if the find you, they won't be forgiving..."

"We know, and thanks... Thanks for liberating us; for showing us who we were really working for..."

Gray turned, and left with the other guards and workers, leaving me, THEROS, UOPETA and Joe...

"Right then, let's get back to base and report the good news!"

Climbing into the main seat of the boat, I grabbed the oars, and waited for the others to climb aboard. Once we were set, I began to row us back in the direction of home... We were exhausted, and just wanted to rest. For once, we could rest in piece, knowing that we had severely crippled HoN Co., and it was only going to get worse for them from now on. All we had to do now was deactivate the final few primary portals, and expose the master portals vulnerability. The idea of destroying the tower on to of the it that was stated before had actually struck with me for some reason, and I was wondering whether it was possible... That would be something to put to OROTHO when we got back...

Syeonyx signing off