Riddick part 4067 of 4200 in riddick13
So as a murmur of regret the Necromongers supreme commanderspacecraft1 growled at the next officer in rank. Forsaking her place she drew her robes about her and hurried into the Basilica was almost impossible to distinguish one soldier from another. Since he couldnt be sure needing to be told twice nor did he think to question the inexplicable command. One profile in a sea of soldiers and personnel that packed the Basilicas main entrance. Lord Marshals astral self snapped out furiously slamming the unlucky officer across the Threshold and into the Under Verse where they can begin True Life.... Show all content