fallenandnotgettingup:
To witness the pair interact with each other draws the slightest of smiles, unseen though it is beneath the Archon’s helm. Such camaraderie and antics… He’s not allowed himself to indulge in either for some time. To see others enjoy it, however…
Xariks lets his thoughts stray elsewhere.
With the Vex in the area now eliminated, the Cabal above are likely to soon move in. Returning this way won’t be viable once the imprisoned conquerors manage to fortify a position – not with only the three of them, not with himself already injured and the Ghost unable to wield a weapon. Should anything bar the path below, their escape routes will only be limited further.
Silently he unholsters the shock pistol from his thigh. Checks his ammo. With luck there will be enough for the dangers ahead.
“Will pass through Hive area,” the male clicks as he carefully strides behind the Guardian. “Worst case will need go to deepest levels. Strongest enemies there. Frozen still if lucky.”
If not…
Well. He hopes they’re lucky.
“Oh, hive! We’re used to dealing with them, right Nilin?” Cam said in a much too chipper voice.
“I had hoped to get break from them now that we aren’t patrolling the Dreadnaught as often as we used to. But I suppose that’d’ve been too much to ask for.” Though Cam wasn’t wrong; they had plenty of experience with hive, so they could no doubt handle whatever was waiting for them below. She wasn’t as confident about their chances in the high security zone. Nilin hoped they were lucky too. “If they aren’t frozen, I can give them a bit of help with that.”
Cam kept ahead of the other two, bobbing through the air and occasionally stopping to inspect the walls. They didn’t notice the hum of an enemy weapon until it was too late to react.
Nilin reached out a hand, “Cam-- !”
