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“Le-Koro” | Wall of History

There is chatter among the pilots as we race toward our foe.
“Stay with your wingman!”
one shouts.
“May the wind be ever underneath your wings!”
shouts another.
And then we are there.

Rama after Rama comes at us, eager to swat us out of the sky.
I launch my discs as fast and as hard as I can, aiming carefully to knock the Rama down.
I get many.
Others retreat.

Kongu flies like a determined madman.
First we are up in the clouds.
Then we dive down into the trees.
Yet the Rama still come.

Emboldened by our successes, Kongu pushes on to take the fight to the Rama.
What at first appears to be a small mountain in the distance soon becomes clearer.
It is the Rama hive.
Incredibly, Kongu takes us into its very mouth!

We fight valiantly, and as best we can, but there are too many of them.
Soon, our Kahu is injured by something passing by.
How Kongu guides the bird to a landing, I will never know.
But we arrive safely.
At least, as safely as one can arrive in the hive of a swarm of Nui-Rama.

There are other villagers here.
And I think I see Taipu hard at work nearby!
All are watched closely by small electric blue bugs.
Kongu speaks with the tallest of the prisoners.
I move closer, and the tall prisoner speaks to me.

“It is an honor that you sought to save me, traveler, but I am sorry that you made the attempt.
But with song we will know hope, and hope brings freedom!
Keep your voice down, traveler, and sing as you work.
And hope Lewa comes to save us.”

“Who are you?”
I ask.

“I am Matau, called the Singer by the people of Le-Koro,”
he replies.
“I am their Turaga.
I have been imprisoned here since leafdawn.”

“Will Lewa come to save us?”
I inquire.

“You are not of this tribe, so I will tell you of Lewa, but you must swear not to reveal what I am about to say to anyone.
Lewa is here.
But he will not save us.
The great Toa is the same in body, in strength, and in speed.
But his mind is gone.
He has been attacked by the Makuta and enslaved by evil.
His Great Mask of Power has been replaced with an infected mask, and the only way to bring him back is to take it off.
And I know of nothing with the strength to overcome him.
He has become more fearsome and horrible than any Rahi.
We shall never escape this place.
All that is left to us is song, and what small comfort it brings.

“Take care, and do your work without resistance.
Nui-Rama are not clever, but they see much.
They know when we are plotting.”

I am about to begin my work when I see him.
He is just a point, high up the walls of the hive.
I know instantly from his infected mask that this must be the once-great Toa Lewa.
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Previous chapter: BIONICLE: The Rama-Swarm
Next chapter: BIONICLE: Battle of Brothers

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Kanohi Mask models were made by Lehvak Nuva and released on the Steam Workshop as models for Garry's Mod by him in cooperation with Marie Plush.
Steam Workshop: ionicle Mask Models (steamcommunity.com)

The Matoran pack, featuring very polygon-esque versions of 2001 Takua and Maku, belongs to Vincenator and Liz.
Steam Workshop: IONICLE Matoran Pack (steamcommunity.com)

The Toa Mata were made by Marie Plush and Frosty Dr.
Steam Workshop: ionicle: Toa Mata (steamcommunity.com)

Description
“Le-Koro” | Wall of History

There is chatter among the pilots as we race toward our foe.
“Stay with your wingman!”
one shouts.
“May the wind be ever underneath your wings!”
shouts another.
And then we are there.

Rama after Rama comes at us, eager to swat us out of the sky.
I launch my discs as fast and as hard as I can, aiming carefully to knock the Rama down.
I get many.
Others retreat.

Kongu flies like a determined madman.
First we are up in the clouds.
Then we dive down into the trees.
Yet the Rama still come.

Emboldened by our successes, Kongu pushes on to take the fight to the Rama.
What at first appears to be a small mountain in the distance soon becomes clearer.
It is the Rama hive.
Incredibly, Kongu takes us into its very mouth!

We fight valiantly, and as best we can, but there are too many of them.
Soon, our Kahu is injured by something passing by.
How Kongu guides the bird to a landing, I will never know.
But we arrive safely.
At least, as safely as one can arrive in the hive of a swarm of Nui-Rama.

There are other villagers here.
And I think I see Taipu hard at work nearby!
All are watched closely by small electric blue bugs.
Kongu speaks with the tallest of the prisoners.
I move closer, and the tall prisoner speaks to me.

“It is an honor that you sought to save me, traveler, but I am sorry that you made the attempt.
But with song we will know hope, and hope brings freedom!
Keep your voice down, traveler, and sing as you work.
And hope Lewa comes to save us.”

“Who are you?”
I ask.

“I am Matau, called the Singer by the people of Le-Koro,”
he replies.
“I am their Turaga.
I have been imprisoned here since leafdawn.”

“Will Lewa come to save us?”
I inquire.

“You are not of this tribe, so I will tell you of Lewa, but you must swear not to reveal what I am about to say to anyone.
Lewa is here.
But he will not save us.
The great Toa is the same in body, in strength, and in speed.
But his mind is gone.
He has been attacked by the Makuta and enslaved by evil.
His Great Mask of Power has been replaced with an infected mask, and the only way to bring him back is to take it off.
And I know of nothing with the strength to overcome him.
He has become more fearsome and horrible than any Rahi.
We shall never escape this place.
All that is left to us is song, and what small comfort it brings.

“Take care, and do your work without resistance.
Nui-Rama are not clever, but they see much.
They know when we are plotting.”

I am about to begin my work when I see him.
He is just a point, high up the walls of the hive.
I know instantly from his infected mask that this must be the once-great Toa Lewa.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Previous chapter: BIONICLE: The Rama-Swarm
Next chapter: BIONICLE: Battle of Brothers

Fuck-

Kanohi Mask models were made by Lehvak Nuva and released on the Steam Workshop as models for Garry's Mod by him in cooperation with Marie Plush.
Steam Workshop: ionicle Mask Models (steamcommunity.com)

The Matoran pack, featuring very polygon-esque versions of 2001 Takua and Maku, belongs to Vincenator and Liz.
Steam Workshop: IONICLE Matoran Pack (steamcommunity.com)

The Toa Mata were made by Marie Plush and Frosty Dr.
Steam Workshop: ionicle: Toa Mata (steamcommunity.com)