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The storm slowly began to pick up; sharp winds howled through the bitter air and snow drifted about, limiting visibility. "Ghost. Any details on what we can expect here?" Arxus spoke so only himself and his ghost could hear; his tone wouldn't carry across the valley region. His Ghost, having commonly been able to fuse itself with the Guardian's light, simply spoke to him in his thoughts. "Adding specifics to your HUD. The snowstorm is building up again. Temperatures dipping well below negative 59 degrees Fahrenheit. I'm not recieving anything on the motion tracker, but it's likely that they're using optic camo." The once loud sounds of the distant battle became dulled by the howling winds.

Arxus adjusted his position, peering through the break in his cover. The inside of his Titan armor was padded thickly, providing comfort in hostile enviroments and on extended missions. His left index finger lingered around VoC's trigger; just near it, but not upon it.