Checkpoint Station’s fighter hangar had devolved into an all out battlefield, spawns from both teams clashing in a chaotic parade of laser, plasma and dark matter. When the drifters brought in tanking units, Kramen responded with high damage ones. When Kramen resorted to flying creatures, the opposing Spawn-Master responded with ranged troopers. An evenly matched dispute between two skilled Spawn-Masters. And caught in the fray were Damien Swipe, Gahagan and Gurm. “Gah!” Damien screamed as a poisoned arrow interrupted his volley of plasma rounds. Gurm was on it quickly, pulling the gunslinger to cover behind the crates from where Gahagan sniped the larger enemy units. “Heal me, healer! Hurry!” Damien whined. “Hold…” Gurm dropped her staff, grabbed the arrow sticking out of Damien’s si

