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"I'll cover you," Avori said, taking aim with his rocket launcher at the charging turret. As he did so, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that the Vex units that had stayed their hand earlier were now encroaching upon the trapped Guardians clearly ready for combat. "One problem at a time, Avori," he murmured to himself.

As soon as he had a lock on the turret, Avori pulled the trigger and was greeting with a familiar sizzling of Arc energy around the weapon's barrel. The projectile it fired initially glowed with a blinding white light, but fizzled into nothing long before even getting close to the Mind. He squeezed the trigger again, several times, but the weapon did not respond, despite the fact it was still glowing. For whatever reason, it refused to harm the Repetitive Mind.

Then, it all suddenly clicked into place in Avori's mind. He was but a piece in a perfectly played game of Chess. The purpose of the artifact he'd discovered in the Vault of Glass; the 'untimely' activation of the timegate that brought him to Mercury; his meeting with Fireteam Argus. None of it was his 'destiny', as Fenrir had conjectured. It was the Mind's plan.