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When three of Rhall's group charged into the ward, only to to be quickly slain, the archon ordered the rest to hold behind the last few rocks between them and the relay station. He was not about to allow this one to block his advance, much less at a cost to his own reavers.

Rhall stepped into the open, his arc shield humming as it deflected the few shots directed at him. He began a slow, menacing pace towards the ward, his many-eyed gaze fixed on the figure within. Without looking away from his prey, he pulled a large shrapnel launcher from his back, loaded it, and flicked the saftey off. He then pressed a small button on the side, prompting a large, polished, wickedly curved blade to extend from under the barrel, in front of the forgrip. Finally, he loaded a shock core into a small port at the base of the blade and pressed the button next to it, which caused it to crackle with baleful lightning. With that, the archon took off in a dead sptint, heading for the ward and Sauron inside.