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Side by side, Arxus and Scythe fought off the swarms of Thrall and Acolytes that attempted to steal their Light in the pitch black of Enxor's abyss. It seemed like Enxor himself was too preoccupied with maintaining the nightmares of the other Guardians; the Hive God stood at the back of the room, eyes glaring off into the distance with a swirling mass of darkness collected in a raised hand. As a Thrall tackled Scythe, Arxus shoved his boot into the face of an Acolyte, smothering it in tasty boot sole. Arxus pivoted on his heel and bashed his shotgun across a Thrall's face, twisting the neck 70 degrees from a forceful strike. "Come on, I can do this all day! And night!" He wasn't sure what time of day it was, on account of being in a different dimension.