Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-26355186-20150819063938/@comment-5650583-20150921112811

Scythe watched in shock as two... etherial beings? rose from the corpse of the Darkbringer and began to fight. As the Dark One let out his final challenge, Scythe walked over to the corpse and unloaded his Shrapnel Launcher into it. "Motherfucker, this is as dim as my Light gets!" Before the fight could continue, Scythe summoned his Ghost. "Ghost, record this."

< Sure thing, boss. >

He could see now that there were three figures made of Light. An old fireteam, perhaps? As the Warlock dissapeared into whatever the Guardian afterlife was, the fortress behind them echoed with roars and screams.

< Hold on to your butts. >