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Sara slowly walked down the staircase down to the Hall of Champions, finding Lord Shaxx discussing with the very Warlcok who had conquered her in the last game she fought in. Drawing in a deep breath, she approached Lord Shaxx as the massive Titan soon waved off the Warlock and turned towards her, placing his fists on his waist as he greeted her: "You are improving, Titan. Well done today! But, I still think as if you can do better."

"Thank you, Lord Shaxx." Sara replied, keeping her helmet under her arm as she waited for Shaxx to continue. He nodded his head, before continuing: "You know the Mark you hold, Titan? It belonged to the greatest champion the Crucible ever knew. It is a Mark passed down to Defenders who must prove their worth and strength."

"Yes," Sara said, bowing her head before she continued: "Varrus trusted me with it. But how can I improve?"

Sara couldn't see Shaxx's face, but it was very evident that he was smiling under his helmet. "Well, Titan. It's just your luck. Usually, we try to give Guardians a fair ground for a fight—you know, for the new ones. But the real experience comes from unbalanced ground. I want you to try yourself through absolute hell, see how you do."

Sara stood quietly, looking over him as she knew what he wanted her to do. She wasn't entirely sure if she could handle that intense of a combat engagement, but if it meant living up to the Mark of the Voidborn—then she was ready to do it.