The Fire and The Storm - The Nexus of Kellaran #2

Chapter 128

Part 19

That demon horde was not the first they found, it was the third.

After centuries of traveling and searching, they were lucky in the first horde they found. Its vessel was

smaller, the demons within less numerous, and it was caught deep in the void near the end of a long

journey between stars that had weakened them. After a short but incredibly intense battle it was utterly

destroyed by The Triax, who suffered relatively minimal losses and damages. The anniversary of that

victory was still celebrated annually as the most important event in the Triax calendar.

Buoyed by their victory, they set out hunting again, still seeking the trail of their original enemies.

They were lucky again when they found their second demon horde. Though stronger and more

powerful, it was caught by surprise while in the midst of attacking a world. The world they were

invading was a harsh place, even for demons; constantly swept by winds blowing at speeds of

hundreds of kilometers per hour, often carrying abrasive sandstorms, and the true storms were

cataclysms of lightning and rain and wind beyond anything ever seen on Kellaran or Triax. There were

no oceans, only temporary lakes and floods beneath the rainfall of the storms, and almost all of the

plants and animals were tiny things that lived their entire lives in the air, being carried by the wind,

breeding and dying without ever touching land or water. The demons had sensed a lot of life there from

a great distance away in the void, and by the time they arrived they were committed to plundering this

world’s life; they lacked the resources to make it to another world otherwise, unless they consumed

most of each other along the way. But they were finding it almost impossible to survive, feed, and re-

stock effectively on the hostile world.

Only a few of the horde were still within their rough, stony vessel slowly circling their target world when

the Triax attacked and destroyed it. Without their vessel to provide support and refuge, the horde thay

was already down on the violent world were easily destroyed from the void by The Triax, or were killed

or starved by the conditions they were stranded in. The Triax waited patiently for centuries, half of their

telescopes and sensors focused on the world below, until they were absolutely sure that the last demon

there was long since dead.

The patience of The Triax there meant that the horde that had destroyed their world was getting farther

away and harder to find with every day that passed before the hunt for them was resumed. This caused

a great deal of dissatisfaction among The Triax, but no dissension. None of them were willing to

chance leaving a single demon alive behind them.

They searched again for almost three millennia before they found their original foes; the demon horde

that had destroyed their world. And when they did, they found that their lucky streak had run out.

This horde had been doing well; they had recently consumed a world rich in life that had offered no

appreciable resistance, and had found another life-bearing solar system relatively close to it after that.

They were near the peak of their strength when they arrived in a mighty system with dozens of worlds

and thousands of moons, and there was rich life on two worlds and a moon.

When The Triax arrived in the system they found that the demons had almost finished consuming the

life on the moon and had already made two new vessels from metallic asteroids they found, then

divided into three independent hordes. The original vessel continued to attack the almost-depleted

moon, one of the new vessels had begun it’s attack on the outermost of the life-bearing worlds, and the

other new vessel was enroute to attack the innermost one.

The Triax attacked the demons’ original vessel first and drove it down onto the devastated moon in a

cataclysmic impact, killing all the demons in the vessel and on the moon. The Triax had correctly

assumed that only the hardiest of invisibly small life forms survived among the native life, and that

those would have the best chance of surviving the impact and it’s aftermath, whereas the demons were

certain to sterilize the entire place eventually if left to themselves. The Triax sustained minimal damage

and casualties, and hurried to attack the second horde.

The two surviving hordes had been aware of the destruction of the first, and they disengaged from the

planets they had targeted and joined forces in the void to face The Triax.

Such was the hatred of The Triax for their foes that they charged forth in a head-on attack against both

demon vessels, and pressed the attack relentlessly in a continuous battle that lasted for weeks before

they were victorious.

The cost of their victory was grievous, however, for only a quarter of them survived it, and their vessel

was sorely damaged. Never again would they force the fight so aggressively, as they adopted a firm

policy of retreat whenever their losses or damages were greater than one part in nine. Better to heal

and rebuild, then attack with greater strength.

Having fulfilled their need for vengeance, they began an era of methodical hunting and expansion that

continued to this day; striving to clear all demons from the void in an expanding sphere of colonization

and defense centered on the Triax homeworld, which had finally been re-settled by Triax millennia ago.

The group of sixteen Triax vessels that approached Kellaran were their main exploration and attack

force, and the original vessel that had once contained the entire Triax race when they first set out in the

void was still their command ship, though much-modified from it’s early days.

The Triax considered their ultimate victory over the demons to be inevitable, since the demons needed

to consume life to survive and thrive, whereas The Triax needed only the energy and magic that blazed

from stars, and materials that were commonly found floating about in the void near them. Freed from

the need for suitable worlds, their numbers and power increased everywhere they went in the void.

They considered it ironic that having become independent of life-bearing worlds, they still spent most of

their effort in defending them.

It took First Mauve over five and a half hours to complete her presentation. The other Triax in

attendance had come over and joined in watching it after the Kellarani presentation finished, the big

habitat sphere hanging above and behind them all.

When she was done there was a long moment of silence, then many there took a deep breath.

“We’ll, ah, need a bit of time to consider what we’ve learned. Please.” Six thoughtfully stated. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

“Certainly.” First Mauve agreed.

“Well I for one need to use the privacy, and I think a meal is in order.” Talia briskly stated as she stood

and brushed sand from her dress, then pointed. “There’s a small privacy behind the tree line down

there. Check the Hilia map if any of you need to find an appropriate and unoccupied one. We’ll have a

dinner served here in a few minutes.”

“My people also have bodily functions to attend to, some of which they prefer to do in privacy.” First

Mauve responded. “We shall return in seven minutes, and join you in feasting this great occasion.”

“Excellent.” Mark told her with a nod and a quick bow, then Translocated to the privacy in the royal

cottage.

Ten minutes later they were all either feasting or snacking, depending on their appetites. The mortal

Triax served their food in spherical elastic nets of widely varying sizes, some of which contained live

prey animals swimming about within them. The Triax simply stretched an opening on the bag farther

open with two points of their flat and supple triangular bodies, and reached in with the other in a quick

snatching grab, stuffing their morsel into their mouths as they released the bag. It was easy to think of

their front two points as hands and the rear one as a tail, but they seemed to use all three

interchangeably, and with equal dexterity. A Triax was capable of folding itself flat along any line across

its body, or rolling itself up like a scroll, and they used their entire bodies in manipulating objects and

tools. They could swim in any direction at whim, and with incredible speed and maneuverability.

After initial hungers and thirsts were slaked, one of them was the first to speak. It swam up to the

closest inner surface of the habitat sphere facing the Kellarani, and made a subtle ripple from front to

rear. “Greetings, I am Second Brighter Orange, First Strategist of Triax. Your methods of warfare on

your world and in your air are certainly fascinating, and amazing in their variety. Your use of pure magic

in almost every endeavor is surprising.