[@Wraithblade6] [@Tyki] [@thewizardguy]
	The clones began to panic en mass, as the planet was hurled at the small ship. Klonos fell to her knees, and wept, for she knew...There was no hope of winning. 
	"We cannot fight such strength....our struggle will be all for naught....I've failed you all, my children..." She says, her moral shattered by this feat of immense strength. They couldn't run, they couldn't hide. They were all doomed.....So, they did the one thing they could do. They prayed. They prayed for someone to help them, anyone....



They called out for help.....



....And somebody, answered.

First, Asriel, the first son appeared, and set the planet straight. The clones were in awe of that alone. This strange creature, stood before the tyranid in defiance. However, he was not the only one who answered the call. For, as the Tyranid fleet began it's no doubt retorted attack, a streak of light smashed though one of the many Tyranid ships, cutting though it like fire though paper, leaving  two smoldering halves of the ship. This streak of light flew, until it stood between the Tyranid, and everyone else....Then, the light gave way, revealing who exactly this was...

He stood in golden armor that seemed to glow like a star, with huge wings of the purest white. His long black hair waved in the cosmic winds. His eyes, almost glowed with the determination to save his friends from this monster........
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                        [Color=Gold] Lucien, the Warrior of the Sun [/color] 

	"Hmph. You're going to need to try harder than that....To hurt my friends!" He declares, his voice traveling across the light itself, though out the galaxy at large. This message, this challenge, was issued to all. Chaos, Tyranid, or worse.

	The hive mind's battle against a true hero, begins now.