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The Cabal punched Scythe, but the blow had barely made contact when he vanished and Blinked away. "Yo, Space Turtle!" A taunting voice came from seemingly nowhere, "Have I ever got a surprise for you!"

Scythe raised the Blades' Ketch in orbit. "Weps, do we have ship-to-shore munitions online yet?"

"No, Guardian" came the reply in heavily accented English.

"Shit. Time for Plan B." Scythe whispered as he crept from the wreckage of the metro. "Lock onto the target designated by my Ghost, and transmat it away."

"As thou commands, Guardian."

Suddenly, one of the Legionarres in the car vanished in a flash of Arc light. He reappeared about 500 feet in the air a short distance away, and only had a short time to ponder his fate before impacting with the ground.