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"Not again!" Baryos yelled as the ship sputtered out.

The Warlock watched as chunks of the ship flew off. Sparks of darkness shot around.

Then, a massive crunch as the jumpship impacted the greenish stone ground.

The hull of the Bad Mother skidded across the floor of Enxor's cosmos, eerily similar to Crota's. The sparks of darkness seemed to fade. It was clear, however, that the ship was not going to be useful.

Baryos, however, had survived. He coughed, checking his body for wounds. The Warlock had been thrown through the cockpit glass before the ship's heavy munitions detonated.