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Everything was consumed in Light. The remaining Fallen were destroyed in a explosion of electricity and death, leaving naught but Arxus and his desired target. The Guardian's ghost zoomed from out behind him, spying upon a small little cart that the Fallen had been dragging over the Mothyards. It was full of scavenged electronics, some Golden Age material and even items recovered from Fallen camps. The cart was draped in a blood red; the color that the House of Devils wore all too proudly.

The Ghost opened up and began to scan all the sensitive material. "Fascinating..." It remarked.

Arxus himself adjusted his greaves and gauntlets, limbering up after a decent workout. "What is it?" The Titan replied to his Ghost. Pivoting upon his heel, he turned to observe what the Ghost was scanning.

"Some of these items are as old as the Golden Age- Pre-Collapse, mind you. The Fallen have been gathering up quite a collection."

Arxus emitted a slight yawn from his lips, with the sound mostly being muffled by his helmet. "Right, right. Just get on to what we came for."

"So impatient today." The Ghost muttered, swiveling around to the left of the cart. "Wait... what is this?" The Ghost blinked, having found something inparticular. It was a Fallen banner, that much was clear; but not from any known house.

"So, what is it?"

"It's a banner, clearly. But not from any house we know. The Fallen's influence spreads so far; knowing that there is even more houses beyond the four we've encountered could tell us so much about them."

"We should probably report this, then. Take what information you can get and let's go."

"Right."