This Side Toward Enemy

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This is a poor time for introductions, but I'm Robert Blake. I used to be a mechanical engineer on Tau Ceti, but now I'm somehow in command of the remaining human and S'pht survivors on this God-forsaken rock. The Pfhor held you prisoner for nearly a month before we were able to discover your whereabouts and release you, but unfortunately little has changed since your capture and Durandal's destruction. I'm communicating with you through the old S'pht network from our base on Lh'owon. We're barely hanging on, nearly a mile below the surface.

There's a virus down here which kills Pfhor in a matter of hours; our S'pht say it was bio-engineered by their ancestors during the war against the Pfhor a thousand years ago. Whatever; it's saving our butts. Durandal's last instructions were for us to reactivate a dormant S'pht AI, sealed beneath the surface and reachable only through teleportation. We hope you will succeed where we failed. Good luck.

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