Pseudo fumed. His battle had been interrupted. Though he sensed the object drawing very close, he knew he couldn't afford to loose this early in the game. He frowned, shoved his helmet forward, then rocketed into the air. 6400 looked puzzled as Pseudo stopped across from him, seething with anger. "You...FOOL! You justice seekers are all alike! Anything to stop the villain! Well, ya tangled with the wrong demon today, bucko! DIE!!" he yelled, extending a hand.
Multex drew the Quicksilver, firing. Pseudo extended a hand, deflecting the blast deftly. Despite the At-At field, he drew 6400 an inch away from his palm, muttering "Shotgun" before the forces in his palm exploded outwards, sending 6400 flying. Multex shook his head, stating to NM "That's what happens when you piss happy boy off." Farther away, 6400's body crashed into the Gantrithor, hard.
Havering turned as the castle's base cracked, something uprooting it's floor. He turned back to it, hovering back in to the balcony. He landed, fixing his helmet. He walked forward, Vaurix, Pyrak, Malus and Spiite walking in. "Gentleman, Multex was left outside, and my other projection sent another hero here, and this one has a different energy pattern, but no matter, let us wait here. The time is now."
His minions nodded, and waited. The floor began to shake. The hour was at hand. No more time could pass. It was happening.
* * *
It was five minutes later when the first spire burst through. Pseudo and his minions vanished. The entire castle crumbled as a massive black tower burst through. Soon, the entire ground crumbled around the town, and numerous villagers were killed as a massive black circle rose too, attached at the base of the tower. Four other massive towers loomed above. A black needle was at the base underside of the middle tower. The massive creation rose, then hovered in mid air.
Pseudo sat down on the throne in his central tower chamber, Vaurix placing the Harvesters in the main engine unit, powering the battleship. Pyrak had placed the Keycard in its unit, activating the main weapon. Pseudo smiled. All was going according to plan now.

* * *
Multex was at the controls of his transport, flying it directly under the massive battleship. He swore under his breath. "What..IS..that THING?!" D'Nel gulped and replied. "The ultimate fighting machine...The Genesis they called it. It's slow, but packs a punch and can transcend dimensions. It took 110 war ships to ground it last time it flew…" Multex's eyes widened. "110?! We don't have that kind of power!!" D'Nel nodded. "Well, as it stands, we have two options…" The Agent looked over. "They are?" "Someone plants a bomb, then detonates. Suicide. And the other is we split up into groups and destroy each of the spires, then go for the main tower." Multex rubbed his chin. "Well, I HAVE lead a full life, but I think this ballgame needs me a bit longer. I say, we go with option two! I mean, we can take em! I mean, I say it's more dignified to fight Havering to death too. So we never speak of the alternative."
D'Nel nodded. "Right...though, we shall not engage in the fighting...after all, we helped with information, and a number of groupees need us." Ray Noh nodded, and Multex smirked, shaking his head. "You screw-ups! Then it's settled, everyone but you two." And with that, Multex faced the front, and watched the horizon for reinforcements, knowing he and NM couldn't save the day alone.
* * *
In the mean time, the Genesis was slowly moving. After ages, it cast a shadow on the Protoss City. At the point of it's upside down triangle, a purple orb began to form, generating a similar humming sound. It grew in size until it was half that of the width of the Genesis. When it was this far along, it fired. The orb raced downward, enveloping the city in light. As the blast faded, only a black crater was left. It began charging again, firing the orb into the distance. The small town of North Town was eradicated from existence.
The Genesis moved, and after time, it hovered over the Auran village. The main weapon was jammed, so it began warming up until it could be fired. Pseudo folded his hands. "Too bad I am not the Prime…or I could live to enjoy this all."
* * *
Multex, D'Nel, Ray Noh, and NM watched in amazement. In the period of five minutes, two towns had been wasted. He cursed, piloting the craft forward. Everyone looked at him in surprise as he neared the Genesis. Before anyone could object, the craft crashed into the main tower. While the ship was trashed, the passengers all fell to one of the walkways. They looked at each other. Multex was the first to speak. "Well, now we're stranded here, so we're going to nuke this thing, or die trying. We'll wait another twenty minutes, and if no one shows, or the weapon charges, we run in, break the controls, then take each spire by ourselves. D'Nel, Ray, you'd have no choice but to fight.
For once in his life, D'Nel Albright was repentant. He looked at the sky, stating "Let's pray to God someone shows before then…"