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"What in the sphincter of hell was that?!" Scythe grumbled as he got to his feet. Alarms were sounding all over the compound, and occasional small arms fire was coming from an access road not too far away. "Virgil, what's going on? Any chatter?"

< Aside from the usual Blades stuff, there appears to be a Guardian here. Another one. >

"Friendly?" Scythe growled. "Or at least non-hostile? Try to raise them on the comms."

< This is Virgil, Ghost of Scythe 6-2, calling the unidentified Guardian that is currently attempting to infiltrate the facility. We are not hostile, over. >

Suddenly, a Skiff swooped into view, with a certain Hunter clinging to the rear hull. "Wait, Fenrir?! What the hell are you doing here?!"