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As Scythe's new jumpship began to descend over Phoenix, his Ghost was busy scanning the area for signs of Light. If Un.C.L.E. was already here, the House of Blades was in serious trouble. < Found him! > Scythe's Ghost chimed. < Good news is, he hasn't reached Phoenix just yet. Bad news is, he isn't responding to my hails. >

"Let me try." Scythe growled as he keyed up the ship's more powerful comms array. "This is Scythe 6-2 calling Scythe 6-1. UnCLE, do you copy?" Silence. He repeated the call several times before his comms crackled.

"This is UnCLE Mark II. Hello 6-2, or whatever you're calling yourself now." An Exo appeared on-screen, its optics strangely red. "It's been too long. You've been away from home too long. I have to bring you in."

"Look, UnCLE, it's not like that. I'm still on the City's side, more or less."

"We'll just see what Brask and the others have to say about that. Meet me at these coordinates"