We have come full circle. The brothers of the Order of the Crimson Fist and those of Black Horse have come together to battle the Great Battle against the Clans. Quinlan sat at his desk on the Black Python homeworld. Years had passed sense he had time to take a rest. Unnerved at this he began to daydream of the days inwhich he battled in Solaris or against his friends on Terra. A fond memory came back to him. "Butcher move to the left and sit tight. Destroyer join me in moving ahead to take out the invaders." Smiling he knew his friend and enemy was out there, BrutusNight. Quinlan would not have the invaders get past him. Using a jamming device Beamncoke attempted to trick CF in to giving up the battlefield. Seeing through the guise, Quinlan had Destroyer take up the rear. Unknown to Quinlan; Wardog had moved up to attack the reactor. Even with Quinlan and Destroyer pounding on him, Wardog was able to destroy the reactor. Destroyer immediatly moved to safe distance, but Quinlan was not going to allow Oliver to be taken without a fight. Rounds from Quinlan's summoner quickly paralzed the fleeing Wardog. After downing Wardog Quin went after his true target BrutusNight. Only to find that Brutus had already retreated to his dropship. Atleast he would have the satisfaction of knowing that Wardog would spend the next few weeks recovering from radiation poisoning. Then called the dropship to leave this desolate planet to BH. AH! The days of old. Well now we are in the days of the new. BrutusNight and Beamncoke has joined the Crimson Fist Binary. Enemies yesterday friends today. All hail the Union of the Order of the Crimson Fist and Black Horse. Victory is in our grasp lets reach out and take it.