It was just that, who would've thought "The Storm" would be reduced to something else after the event that cemented his name in the eyes, ears, and boots of these impressionable soldiers?
Well, to be fair, it didn't happen right away.
Duke Leander Kyros, the man, the myth, slayer of that galactic hazard, actually looked rather dignified when that saga of mass destruction ended.
The alleged father of the century and husband of an eternally patient wife stood there in a way that others would remember and talk about for the next decade.
When the last massive chunk of corrupted flesh hit the ground, everyone who had been watching felt their knees give out.
They stared. They blinked. They stared some more.
It was over… right?
Right?
No one moved at first. They were all still too stunned to process the sight of the once-terrifying bloom lying in pieces across the shoreline.
Then, as if a switch had been flipped, the soldiers watching from the shelter started reacting all at once.
