Battle of Site-6

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An Iron Medallion was dropped by its carrier during this engagement in a shed a few meters from the cliffs and the SIVA that roiled over them. They did not survive.

The precious time their sacrifices had won thus far was enough for Ashraven to cut her way through to the bunker and its guns. The trio of artillery pieces located at what is now called the Splicer Battery, appear to have successfully fired upon SIVA and other of Rasputin’s forces, as an enraged swarm of SIVA tendrils immediately threw itself off of the Lord’s Watch escarpment and out of the bombardment, running directly after the artillery that now couldn't hit the tendrils from their cliff top positions above, as they rapidly snaked across the terrain below the gun's minimum elevation,

The precious time their sacrifices had won thus far was enough for Ashraven to cut her way through to the bunker and its guns. The trio of artillery pieces located at what is now called the Splicer Battery, appear to have successfully fired upon SIVA and other of Rasputin’s forces, as an enraged swarm of SIVA tendrils immediately threw itself off of the Lord’s Watch escarpment and out of the bombardment, running directly after the artillery that now couldn't hit the tendrils from their cliff top positions above, as they rapidly snaked across the terrain below the gun's minimum elevation, [[File:Battery_5.png|left|thumb|The artillery as seen from Lord's Watch, note the approach of SIVA as it envelops the guns from below.]]

[[File:Battery_4.png|left|thumb|Artillery atop Bunker Triglav after being attacked by SIVA.]]

Helplessly the guns were abandoned as the SIVA tendrils stormed the cliffs and took over the guns, while their defenders fled inside the Bunker and tried to barricade the entrances. With the doors to the battery emplacement holding for those precious few moments before destruction, Rasputin directed the SIVA tendrils to go around, climbing up and over the Bunker and snaking in through its large and wide open back entrance which could not be shut. Trapped by SIVA all around, and the remnants of Rasputin’s army of defensive Frames and Constructs even now trampling over the bloodied bodies of the Lords who fell at the Watch, as they swarmed up the cliffs and crags along the bunker road towards them, Ashraven and her compatriots knew they were doomed, but they fought on anyway. Every second is defiance. Life. As SIVA envelops and consumes a large fuel tank in the middle of the room, so it can convert this matter and energy into ever more of the omnivorous swarm, new tendrils break through from the floor and ceiling. The doorway to the gun emplacement is battered down and SIVA tendrils, like thrashing snakes coil and whip and charge at them from the front and behind, from above and below while nanites swarm by the millions, blotting out the bunker's lighting in an angry cloud of red destruction. But every second of defiance brings Jolder’s group closer to victory. They fight on. They die. By their Medallions you remember them.

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 An Iron Medallion was dropped by its carrier during this engagement in a shed a few meters from the cliffs and the SIVA that roiled over them. They did not survive.
-The precious time their sacrifices had won thus far was enough for Ashraven to cut her way through to the bunker and its guns. The trio of artillery pieces located at what is now called the Splicer Battery, appear to have successfully fired upon SIVA and other of Rasputin’s forces, as an enraged swarm of SIVA tendrils immediately threw itself off of the Lord’s Watch escarpment and out of the bombardment, running directly after the artillery that now couldn't hit the tendrils from their cliff top positions above, as they rapidly snaked across the terrain below the gun's minimum elevation,
+The precious time their sacrifices had won thus far was enough for Ashraven to cut her way through to the bunker and its guns. The trio of artillery pieces located at what is now called the Splicer Battery, appear to have successfully fired upon SIVA and other of Rasputin’s forces, as an enraged swarm of SIVA tendrils immediately threw itself off of the Lord’s Watch escarpment and out of the bombardment, running directly after the artillery that now couldn't hit the tendrils from their cliff top positions above, as they rapidly snaked across the terrain below the gun's minimum elevation, [[File:Battery_5.png|left|thumb|The artillery as seen from Lord's Watch, note the approach of SIVA as it envelops the guns from below.]]
+[[File:Battery_4.png|left|thumb|Artillery atop Bunker Triglav after being attacked by SIVA.]]
 Helplessly the guns were abandoned as the SIVA tendrils stormed the cliffs and took over the guns, while their defenders fled inside the Bunker and tried to barricade the entrances. With the doors to the battery emplacement holding for those precious few moments before destruction, Rasputin directed the SIVA tendrils to go around, climbing up and over the Bunker and snaking in through its large and wide open back entrance which could not be shut. Trapped by SIVA all around, and the remnants of Rasputin’s army of defensive Frames and Constructs even now trampling over the bloodied bodies of the Lords who fell at the Watch, as they swarmed up the cliffs and crags along the bunker road towards them, Ashraven and her compatriots knew they were doomed, but they fought on anyway. Every second is defiance. Life. As SIVA envelops and consumes a large fuel tank in the middle of the room, so it can convert this matter and energy into ever more of the omnivorous swarm, new tendrils break through from the floor and ceiling. The doorway to the gun emplacement is battered down and SIVA tendrils, like thrashing snakes coil and whip and charge at them from the front and behind, from above and below while nanites swarm by the millions, blotting out the bunker's lighting in an angry cloud of red destruction. But every second of defiance brings Jolder’s group closer to victory. They fight on. They die. By their Medallions you remember them.