A hostage for Hinterland

They rode to the floating urban structure city on horseback, Ecofreak tribesman in beaded leather suits. Their long hair was braided, their faces tanned; and gilded red Crestmore bibles hung from their belts. They had come to negotiate with urban leaders for the helium so desperately needed to keep the structures aloft. At least thats what everyone thought - But the truth was they had come to fulfill a prophecy - a prophecy of death and carnage that would sweep the powerful urban structures from the face of the Earth forever.