Wheua Mīti [Dark Data]

[Skeletor]

Skeletor balked slightly at Kopaka’s refusal of his decision. The ingrate had the gall to challenge his orders? The Warlock forced down his fury to form a response, it would not be wise to divorce himself from an ally so literally in his element.

“I don’t think you understand just what this thing is, Kopaka.” Skeletor intoned with a hint of patronization. The Toa’s face was impassive as always, though his optical sensors twitched slightly.

“I know what it is not, mage. It is not the threat we have come to defeat here.” Kopaka answered coolly, crossing his arms with impatience. “Nebula’s forces are drawing near. We have no time to get side tracked.”

Skeletor shook his head with an easy smile, he would have an easier time with this than he had expected. “It’s not that simple, Bio-mech.” He said with a hint of smugness, “Whatever it is has alerted our sensors, which the esteemed Dr. Regal had designed specifically to seek out for us the forces of Nebula. Yet it also has found this…” Source of power to claim “… strange reading. Do you think the two are disconnected? I had thought you wiser than that, Toa!”

The Bio-mech said nothing, but Skeletor could tell he had at least struck a nerve. “Come Panthor,” Skeletor said, steering his cat towards the strange signal. “Follow or stay here as you wish Kopaka, but there is strength in a unified front. You have a duty to protect the plebeians you chose and that is your prerogative, Toa. But I will be seeking my own destiny.”

Without waiting for Kopaka’s response, Skeletor urged Panthor forward towards the signal.