((Time for a bit of trouble at last.   >:)  ))<br/><br/><strong>Eden Prime - Closing credits.</strong><br/><br/>The fight was over, the beacon was secure, and the colony had been saved from the attack by the Geth.  Even so, two squad mate deaths and a Spectre slain, possibly through treachery by another Spectre was not a good way to start the day at all.  Joker knew this as well as anyone else that had been paying attention this entire time of the nightmare.  Still, he had a job to do, and he was going to do it perfectly as was his habit, when smartass tendencies didn't take hold of course.<br/><br/>On the planet however, things were going to get very interesting as the beacon started to glow a sickly green, and started to draw in whoever was closest.  (Leave that to you guys.)  If they pulled back enough, it would start to pull in everything around it until someone touched it or it self destructed first.  Either way, they weren't going to get off the planet with the beacon intact.<br/><br/>------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/><strong>Toril - The fight for the ages, and no one there to see it.</strong><br/><br/>The dark elf ranger was amazed at the speed and strength possessed by his opponent.  Of course, he had not survived this long without being a master of his craft.  He just managed to get around the kick, feeling the rush of the attack just miss his face as he dodged to the right in an elegant spin, only to see the flash of the chain go for his leg, but again Drizzt was just fast enough to get around it as he jumped back, two throwing daggers popping up and were thrown at the elven warrior as they left Drizzt's left hand.  Landing easily on his feet, Drizzt came at the man again, his scimitars leading the way, a broad smile on his face since he was truly enjoying himself.  He was an athlete of unprecedented skill, working towards his goals with the uttermost joy.