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"That data should be sufficent for you, for now." Arxus address the Flames baron, with a sublt tone of regret, as his regard for the Fallen house was still shaky at best. As the Titan spoke these few words, his Ghost dematerialized into a volume of light, vanishing from view completely. The Ghost hadn't actually disappeared for good however, instead merging what small amounts of light it had with it's owner's being, able to communicate to him on a personal level.

It had been several days at the least, since Arxus made landfall on Europa. He completely forgot to report to the Vanguard; a mistake he would have to make up for later, through a long, detailed report to Commander Zavala. Though he hadn't been one of their rank, Arxus was one who usually ran strike missions; controlled attacks deep in the heart of enemy terrority. The misson on Europa was no different to him. Arxus thought this over for a while, thinking about how things would proceed whenever he finally got off this rock. His blue eye constantly scrutinized over the Flames baron absentmindedly, beneath the shimmering visor of his Oblivion helm.