Let the cards fall where they may…
Jaller and the ragtag team he has assembled gather at the site of an ancient, abandoned chute. They hardly know what lies at the other end – only that it leads far to the south. And they must travel to the south if they have any hope of finding the Toa Nuva. But none have traveled beyond Metru Nui, at least in this lifetime, and none can possibly imagine what awaits them far below.
The team is assembled. The die is cast. And as Lost Head’s Call to Arms concludes, a team of six Matoran and one Toa set out on the greatest mission of their lives with no hope of returning.
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