The Art of Magic

The Chess pieces are in place.

Beneath all the Rubble and the sounds of machines that clash with metal. Excavators claw at the earth trying to dig around a huge derelict black ship. It's sharp edges gave the workers a hard time uprooting it, it's red like windows gave an occasional glow making them squint. The cold desert night made it even worse, their exhausted bodies frantically try to finish their task and make an opening through the temple. The smell of the desert and their sweat from working hours on end clashed, Making the entire atmosphere even more unbearable.

One of the workers raised his eyebrows as it stared at the ship. "What do you think that is?" He asked the man nearby. The man removed his safety helmet and wiped the sweat off his face as he shrugged his shoulders. "Whatever this this is, it's bad news I tell ya. If it looks like a Gul'ak Crab it ain't safe." He said as he turned off his engines to tell the others to take a quick break.

"Man Here I am starving out of my wits and you just had to ment