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Arxus sighed, holding up his hand in caution towards Baryos. The Titan forced himself to his feet, although wobbly. His gaze turned towards Avgust and he replied. "Sara sees the death of her peers, but I see my own death. Infinite ways of my own demise, scattered across the dark recesses of my mind. I see myself trapped back on Europa, dismembered limbs crawling back to each other. Red snow. I see others dead but mostly myself. And then I see him."

Grim flew in from elsewhere, blinding with his blue eye. "You really need to rest, sir."

Arxus pressed his hand over his Ghost and pushed it away. "I see him. The Darkbringer, they call him. He was a Warlock. He had his own fireteam, worked for FWC. Something went wrong. Something turned him towards the dark side. I don't know what it was, but maybe it might help us fight him."